My heart aches for Trayvon’s family every time I hear about this case. I can’t put into words what I’m feeling right now, thinking about my own son and his sons. I wanted to reblogged this because it captures in essence my thoughts and questions on what do we do when we’ve taught our children how to be aware of their surroundings, when they’ve done everything right, yet things go horribly wrong. I don’t know the answers either. But we must continue teaching them to always be aware of their surroundings.
I pray for justice for Trayvon.
Thank you, Erikastruth, for this post. It comes close to how I’m feeling.
The Travyon Martin case has truly shaken me to my core. As an African American woman I think about the potential of bringing African American males into this world and the problems they may face simply because of their race and their gender. I can tell my hypothetical son to pull up his pants, be polite, follow all rules and laws, and be respectful to authority figures especially cops. I can even provide the best education that money can buy perhaps even an Ivy League education and yet someone will still look at my hypothetical son as a potential criminal or a threat. Simply walking down the street with a hoodie on a rainy night in his neighborhood could raise suspicions.
After reading this case the thought crossed my mind of how do you prepare your child to go out into a world that has already judged them before even…
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