Having grown up in a predominantly White town, I was often the only the Black student in my honors and AP classes. Being the sole minority of a group doesn’t really bother me. What has been bothering me is the fact that other moms are clearly not comfortable with having my kids and I in their mist. And this is sad because our storytime group has since grown and there is another Black family that comes too.
I feel like the Invisible Mommy when other Black family isn’t there because none of the other ladies have so much as tried to say hi. And yes, I have spoken first. I know that racism is alive and well but for goodness sake people it’s 2012. I’m not buying into that whole ‘maybe they’ve never seen Black people before’ crap.
And honestly, it wouldn’t bother me so but this week something happened that had me seeing red and ready to throw some elbows. After storytime the routine is that we all hang out in the play area and let the kids get their energy out. Well, this week when we went to the play area that were a few other moms and a dad there. Three of the four families were White and one was Hispanic.
Now, Moo is very outgoing and loves to play. So, she took off for the play area ready to have fun and play with the other kids. I decided to grab some books for us to read later off a bookshelf directly in front of the play area. Moo joins me and says sadly, “They won’t play with me.” By they she meant the White kids.
I ask her if she asked them to play she says yes but they wouldn’t speak to her. I’m starting to get pissed. Why? Well, for months she and those other girls have been playing together with no problems. And now they won’t even talk to her? I tell her to go play puzzles with some girls that are sitting at one of the tables.
Their mom promptly instructs them that they’re about to leave and they do. At this point, Moo is sad because she has nobody to play with. And I’m pissed to hell and about ready to make a scene right in the middle of the play area.
My kids are my life! It’s one thing if you don’t want to chum it up with me, I have friends already. However, you’re schooling your kids on how to be rude and ignorant towards my daughter, hurting her feelings is not okay. Those girls were her friends until this week. I’m just beyond disappointed that anybody could act like this.
The silver lining is that the Hispanic kids came to play with her and the other Black mom showed up with her kids once the mean mommies cleared out. So, she did get to play and she made a new friend. Now, I’m debating in my mind if I need to confront the other moms about their rudeness or just keep moving. I’m leaning more towards keeping it moving because it could get nasty and I don’t like to expose my kids to conflict.
Have you ever experienced racism before in family setting?