Saw a somewhat disturbing story on CNN. While it covered a particular kid, the disturbing premise was this. Among black children in America, at 6 years old they tend to be optimitic about race relations and friendships with other races. By 13 they are overall pessimistic. The reason given was rejection they perceived to be because of their race during those 7 years. Still digesting that one.
I saw that too. It's heartbreaking.
I think about it like this - we never have said anything racist in front of our kids, but we haven't said anything that was against racism, because we didn't perceive a need. We always had friends that were other races and cultures and creeds. When my boys were little, I saw them eagerly embrace other boys (metaphorically not literally) who were also of other races/cultures/creeds. At my youngest son's 9th birthday party, he had 6 friends, who identified themselves (I didn't identify them) as Hispanic, African and Fillipino. I remember looking at them all laughing together, and it did my heart good to see the mixture of skin colors, and to think that racism is a thing of the past. But lately, I noticed that that while my eldest son had also had friends of other races when he was little, he has started to talk differently. He was talking about being in law enforcement and what he would do if "a big Mexican dude" came after him. He said a few more things in that vein, and at that point I pulled him, and said you know, what is this? Why are you talking about "Mexicans" - when you know that in itself, people prefer to be called "Hispanic" and "Mexican" said in a derogatory way like that is as deplorable (IMO) as using the n-word - as though only they are criminals and as though only they are criminals. I named some of our Hispanic friends and asked him if he would talk that way in front of them, and he wouldn't answer that, he just changed the subject. But I was disappointed. About that time, our middle son had come home with a racist "joke" about Asian people, and both my h and I had told him that it was racist and not welcome in our home, and he needed to think twice about it, although actually we had to explain to him
why it was racist, because he really didn't get it.
So, I think we did our kids a disservice in just imagining that racism wouldn't strike them because they had a good example from their parents. I think we should have talked to them about racism. Because it seems that at some point .. that willingness to embrace kids from all ethnicities must give way to, what? Suspicion? Fear? Perhaps they hear racism from other kids - and we all know how kids can be more influenced by their peers than by their parents - and they have no defence against it, especially if misled parents like us never sat them down and talked about racism, and why it was wrong. So, that would correlate somewhat with this change in perspective of the African American kids, because that early acceptance has gone away. Just a thought anyway, and of course just based upon my kids.
That's one of the reasons I think now, that I see my youngest son interested in this case, both my h and I are talking to him at great length about it and about racism. My h always has the news on in the morning when ds gets up, so this guy is seeing a lot more of the world than probably his brothers did, because we didn't ever watch the news much in front of them, to kind of protect them from the evil that happens "out there". Probably we were misled in that too.