Hessian
Well-Known Member
I was first robbed,...
while offering a ride to a Black fella who needed to get back to his friend's trailer. He needed a helping hand...and he took all he could get....yup, I felt like a chump.
Years pass and I decided to hire a Black construction crew (using in-county labor...not illegals)...and the foundation they put in: well, it wasn't square. My Builder had to spend serious time rearranging my floor & walls....I felt like a chump.
My wife was threatened and verbally assaulted during a teacher's conference by an overbearing African-American and her live-in boyfriend. The vice principal had to usher her out of the room and escort her away from them.
My daughter was the only white girl on a v-ball team of 14...she was often treated like a chump by her black team-mates. She held up pretty well under the abuse & coldness. I suppose she is learning the lesson I learned 20 years ago when I offered a guy a ride.
In each of the above instances we were trying to do what decent Americans do...offer help, hire a local crew, be on a team, and counsel a child from a broken home....and what is the outcome? I still work in a school that is 85% Black...and I see some awesome kids perform every day...but, sadly, the vast majority are consumed by rap, bling, and a world that has them outmarketed and doesn't expect enough from them. And you know...many think that this bubble around DC IS the world. They have no idea that they are only 12.5% of the total US, their slang & urban "gangsta" crap won't get them a nickel's worth of attention or a job in 90% of America, and all their passion for shiny cars means thousands of dollars in insurance, interest & tickets...duh.
Yeah...I got to go to school tomorrow, and lock my doors, my classroom, my closet, my desk...(I do it for those who smile, say thank you, laugh at my jokes, and study hard because they want to achieve--those are the gems of my day)
while offering a ride to a Black fella who needed to get back to his friend's trailer. He needed a helping hand...and he took all he could get....yup, I felt like a chump.
Years pass and I decided to hire a Black construction crew (using in-county labor...not illegals)...and the foundation they put in: well, it wasn't square. My Builder had to spend serious time rearranging my floor & walls....I felt like a chump.
My wife was threatened and verbally assaulted during a teacher's conference by an overbearing African-American and her live-in boyfriend. The vice principal had to usher her out of the room and escort her away from them.
My daughter was the only white girl on a v-ball team of 14...she was often treated like a chump by her black team-mates. She held up pretty well under the abuse & coldness. I suppose she is learning the lesson I learned 20 years ago when I offered a guy a ride.
In each of the above instances we were trying to do what decent Americans do...offer help, hire a local crew, be on a team, and counsel a child from a broken home....and what is the outcome? I still work in a school that is 85% Black...and I see some awesome kids perform every day...but, sadly, the vast majority are consumed by rap, bling, and a world that has them outmarketed and doesn't expect enough from them. And you know...many think that this bubble around DC IS the world. They have no idea that they are only 12.5% of the total US, their slang & urban "gangsta" crap won't get them a nickel's worth of attention or a job in 90% of America, and all their passion for shiny cars means thousands of dollars in insurance, interest & tickets...duh.
Yeah...I got to go to school tomorrow, and lock my doors, my classroom, my closet, my desk...(I do it for those who smile, say thank you, laugh at my jokes, and study hard because they want to achieve--those are the gems of my day)
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