story telling

Black women

  I’m not going to stop speaking about things like this until I start to see a change. I’m so tired of seeing other races feeling free to put their hands on black women. 

The sad truth is that the black woman is the least protected out of everyone. We constantly get disrespected and when it happens we have to deal with people saying that we probably deserved it because the parties involved feel we said something out of the way or they may even blame it on the way that we may have dressed when we came to that facility. No matter what reasoning people try to give; there is never any reason for a man to put his hands on a woman, especially if she never laid a hand on him. I just wonder if those women happened to be a different ethnicity would that have happened? Some say yeah it didnt matter that they were black women.

 I believe that it did. Let me rewind and tell you the situation. Well there were two women of color in a fast food restaurant in Texas I’m guessing waiting on there food and while they waited they exchanged a couple of choice words with the employees. This resulted in one of the employees coming around the counter to try and physically remove them from the facility. Needless to say that was the wrong move on his part.

  This isnt the only time that I’ve seen black women being attacked while in a facility with intent to buy. It seems as if this is becoming the norm. This is my third time seeing something like this in a month. That is a little ridiculous. Don’t you think??!!!

 It makes me sad and stressed to know that black people have to fight so hard just to be seen as non-violent and in a sense equal. But I know for a fact things won’t improve unless we play key roles in our own development as a people. We have to start finding value in ourselves before someone looking in ever can. It has to be known that we are our own support system. I remember growing up in a time that people greeted you when they passed you or upon seeing you (no matter if they knew you or not) they exchanged kind words. This in turn made your day more pleasant, and everyone wasn’t so concerned about self, self, self. We gave respect to our elders, because we were taught things like this. There was way more self control. I miss those times. There was a kind of warmness and sense of protection of knowing that people took the time to speak and stand up for what’s right, and over time get to know you. People now dont even try to engage in conversation with you unless you have something they want (for the most part).  Working with the public you see a lot of different personalities. Truth be told many people that shop dont even remember the person that helped them, whether it be getting something down off of a self or ringing them up “that is so sad”. That in my opinion shows that this society has become to indulged in themselves’. That’s one major reason why we have so many killings, suicides, rape, and the plenty of other things that we have wrong. We have lost that sense of “connecting”. I think connecting with people outside of your circle helps to teach adversity and also helps those that go through things like depression find reasons to keep living. You never know, you may be saving someone’s life just by letting them in to yours.

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