(Okay…..I know the girls are going to KILL me for posting this picture…but oh well….When I’m old, I’ll make sure to always check the brakes on my wheelchair whenever they push me near staircases, so I’ll be cool.)
So I was just thinking about race the other day. You wanna know what I discovered? Race is a pretty interesting. It can make people love someone or hate someone with equal vigor based simply on how they look. In short, it can make the otherwise rational people irrational.
Now, that’s not saying that race isn’t important, because it is. In fact, I hate it when someone says, “I don’t see color……because I certainly do. Yup….Here’s a newsflash for ya….If you’re White…I KNOW you’re White..If you’re Asian, I KNOW you’re Asian. If you’re Indian…I KNOW you’re Indian… I just choose NOT to make it a factor in how I treat you. More important than the color of your skin, is the color of your character. Now if your CHARACTER sucked…THAT is when we’d have issues. So, in a nutshell, it’s okay to see differences, the problems creep up when you start to see those differences as making someone inferior to yourself. So, with that in mind, I tried to surround my daughters with the best people possible; Black, White, Red, Brown, Blue…it didn’t really matter.
So, I chose to teach my daughters about their heritage, and the uniqueness of the African American journey…but I always took great pains to make sure I tempered the message with ones of tolerance, and understanding and equality… I think that that’s one of the most important things that we can do as a Daddy.