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James_Tyler
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I do miss being a child sometimes for the simple reason that almost everyone shows love to children. Do you miss people being so kind to you. Generally speaking of course. Some people are mean to kids as well.
I can still remember being confused as left behind youth and went into my 20’s and then 30;s. I didn’t understand why people seemed to treat me more and more unkindly. Boy was I a slow learner. Of course I did come to understand that there is much less taken for granted for an adult and many people can dislike you just what your face looks like or what clothes you wear, your sex. nationality, race, ethnicity, gross annual income, your accent, your home state, your occupation, your physical bearing, what you believe, the way you drive, the way you walk, the way you talk, and on and on. There is no shortage of reasons. But they can like you for the same reasons. But as a child, most adults will like you just for being a child because you just plain are not responsible for any of that stuff yet. Yes, i do miss most nearly every face being a friendly face just when you look upon it. I have accepted and gotten quite used to nearly every new face having trace suspicion in it as a 40+ white male. And i hear I have it easy.
Two black males came to work at my store as temp labor for an afternoon. My white manager and black co-supervisor apparently treated these guys like they were scumbag thieves. My manager came and told me after they left that they were looking for me because they, having finished their job, they were going to bum a couple of cigarettes and see if i could give them a couple of dollars for gas. I would have given them the smokes but I carry no cash these days. Well, my manager told them “NO!” and ran them out of the store. I remember one of the black guys’ face. When he started his shift I looked at him as I was giving him some directions. He looked permanently angry. He passed me on the way out too after my manager ran them out. He looked the same but more fresh. I didn’t really trust them either. With two new guys working in the back I made sure I had all my belonging picked up from the back room. I did stop short of arriving at the conclusion that they were thieves being that there was no reason for it. I was just taking precautions as I did not want to lose my phone primarily.
Well, that one guy, whose face I remember, I don’t know if he fully understands that his face represents so much possibility and we are apparently more keenly aware of our fear of him than any promise he might hold. It’s a hard world for him if he has to put up with it on regular basis and I bet he does. He is still quite young though and if his experience matches mine it’s only going to get worse as he gets older. People are afraid of strangers.
edit: I probably should have put this in social justice. sorry!
I can still remember being confused as left behind youth and went into my 20’s and then 30;s. I didn’t understand why people seemed to treat me more and more unkindly. Boy was I a slow learner. Of course I did come to understand that there is much less taken for granted for an adult and many people can dislike you just what your face looks like or what clothes you wear, your sex. nationality, race, ethnicity, gross annual income, your accent, your home state, your occupation, your physical bearing, what you believe, the way you drive, the way you walk, the way you talk, and on and on. There is no shortage of reasons. But they can like you for the same reasons. But as a child, most adults will like you just for being a child because you just plain are not responsible for any of that stuff yet. Yes, i do miss most nearly every face being a friendly face just when you look upon it. I have accepted and gotten quite used to nearly every new face having trace suspicion in it as a 40+ white male. And i hear I have it easy.
Two black males came to work at my store as temp labor for an afternoon. My white manager and black co-supervisor apparently treated these guys like they were scumbag thieves. My manager came and told me after they left that they were looking for me because they, having finished their job, they were going to bum a couple of cigarettes and see if i could give them a couple of dollars for gas. I would have given them the smokes but I carry no cash these days. Well, my manager told them “NO!” and ran them out of the store. I remember one of the black guys’ face. When he started his shift I looked at him as I was giving him some directions. He looked permanently angry. He passed me on the way out too after my manager ran them out. He looked the same but more fresh. I didn’t really trust them either. With two new guys working in the back I made sure I had all my belonging picked up from the back room. I did stop short of arriving at the conclusion that they were thieves being that there was no reason for it. I was just taking precautions as I did not want to lose my phone primarily.
Well, that one guy, whose face I remember, I don’t know if he fully understands that his face represents so much possibility and we are apparently more keenly aware of our fear of him than any promise he might hold. It’s a hard world for him if he has to put up with it on regular basis and I bet he does. He is still quite young though and if his experience matches mine it’s only going to get worse as he gets older. People are afraid of strangers.
edit: I probably should have put this in social justice. sorry!
