COMING OUT OF THE CLOSET

Oneta 84

I’m back with a bang.  A new discovery – so I’ve finally decided to
“come out of the closet” and face it head on.

BY 2019 STANDARDS, I AM A RACIST!

  1.  I’m white.  No other color can be a racist; all whites are racist – born that way, so suffer the consequences.

  2. I don’t give a flip what color you are.  You get no bonus points from me.

  3. I treat you all the same if I like you; I treat you all the same if I don’t like you.  Well Jesus sometimes makes me be nicer here.  😀

  4. I totally forget that it is very important what race you are and I’m not even saying I’m sorry.

  5. I taught students and forgot there was a need to think about race except when I had to turn in stats – you know, go down the class roll to see how many whites, how many blacks, how many Mexicans, how many Indians.  We weren’t asked about Asians.  I still don’t hear much about them as victims.  I don’t know but they must have been in a more stable neighborhood.

  6. I taught the same thing to all.  Don’t remember ever adding or subtracting points based on race, knowing me, I bet I didn’t.  (Did you just say, “Knowing you, I bet you didn’t.”)  😀

That is the one thing that got me in trouble!  I had a black student teacher who. I found out, was not that unconscious of race!  I had a class of approximately 30% white, 30% black, 20% brown, and 20% red (since I am now thinking colors).  Unbeknowst to me, she reported me to headquarters charging me with racism.  Best I could figure was that when I talked to her about the squalid home environment, the parental lack of care, the lack of basic necessities in that neighborhood, she was thinking racism.  I meant nothing of the kind.

I do know for sure everybody was poor, everybody was some race, and almost none had biological fathers and mothers with whom they lived.  A first/second grade class I remember had 22 members – three of whom lived with mother and father.  Within the three were a set of twins.  Nineteen out of twenty-two lived with one parent (a mother) or they lived with a relative, generally a grandmother!  That, dear citizen of America, is why I thought they were disadvantaged not because of their race!

Fortunately I had a good record before she arrived or I could have been facing what President Trump is now facing.   In my way of thinking, he also doesn’t care a hoot about what color any American citizen is!   But he will help you get out of that squalid neighborhood if possible!

I don’t claim to have lived through the integration period of the sixties without incident.  I have spoken before about some.  I will tell you of others in an ensuing blog.

 

About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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13 Responses to COMING OUT OF THE CLOSET

  1. Dawn Marie says:

    A brave honest voice Oneta. Hugs to you for having the courage to share what is on so many minds in today’s culture of incivility.

    • oneta hayes says:

      The loud voices are rampant – and insincere. That will not help me. Those who have been sold an “I’m a victim” line, are being used pitifully. Good night.

  2. atimetoshare.me says:

    Thanks for saying what needs to be heard.

  3. Wow… Yes. It’s always seemed ironic to me that the ones accused of being racist aren’t even thinking about race, while it’s the accusers who constantly feel the need to point out what color everyone is.

  4. Siri says:

    Beautiful post! I genuinely admire you for speaking what’s on so many people’s minds. Thank you for the words of wisdom.

  5. Faye says:

    Political correctness is trying to make idiots of many of us. I too am white its a fact of life. I have friends who are black also a fact of life. Is it racist to tell the truth? its the same with many aspects of modern life ‘victims’ are the stuff of the insecure. I’m also a woman. There are moves afoot to stop folks from even identifying their children by gender on birth certificates. All of this political correctness and modern idiocy. (Think I’d better go to bed now too!) Good on you Oneta for raising such issues..

    • oneta hayes says:

      “Modern idiocy” indeed. Where is all the lovers of science over lovers of God? Today’s idiots even reject science regarding gender. Both science and God agree on gender! Thanks, Faye.

  6. It is always amazing to me that we can be labeled racist by the color of our skin….ironic and a bit twisted?
    I love your wisdom Oneta…keep sharing the wisdom with the world!

    • oneta hayes says:

      Thanks for the comment, Faye. Things seem such a mess, but it is so enjoyable to see that common sense does come in various colors. I have seen none of it however, in faces covered with masks. These Antifa cowards are something else! And it seems the law enforcement is paralyzed by idiots running some of the cities. But I am finding new heroes along the way – thankfully.

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