Dear Sugar,
Happy Black History Month!
Our family walked into a school room to learn more about Ruby. Surrounding the entrance were cutouts of angry White people holding signs of protest, and an overhead speakers, voices chanted, "We won't integrate!" Inside the classroom were workbooks from Ruby's time, alongside the pages was a question: How would you feel if you never saw someone who looked like you in a book?
We saw a "whites only" water foundation, mini models of the KKK, and much, much more.
I was an emotional mess the entire time.
There were warning signs, stating the displays featuring the three children and their stories, were most appropriate for ages eight and up. I questioned if I was doing the right thing, letting my kids meander from room to room, looking at pictures and objects.
Then I asked myself, did Ruby, Ryan, and Anne have a choice at what age they faced their battles? There was no "age suggestion" for them. They were making history. They were history.
I want my kids to know their history and respect and honor those who fought for the freedoms they, as people of color have, and our family as a whole has. I want them to be proud of their culture, their skin color, their history.
It's hard to swallow, though. Knowing people who shared my skin color were the ones trying to scare sweet Ruby into not attending the school, one woman even stuffing a Black doll into a coffin and thrusting it into Ruby's line of vision to intimidate the little girl.
I shared on IG and Twitter the other day that my daughter had been reading a biography on MLK, and one night she said she didn't want to read the book again. I asked why, and she said because of the "devils." She showed me an illustration from the book: a sketch of the KKK standing by a burning cross.
Gulp.
I told her the KKK was/is a group of cowards who hide behind their costumes. They are evil people who don't like Black people.
I have to remind myself that the story isn't about the ending or the beginning. It's about the journey. It's about Ruby walking into her school, day after day. It's about MLK marching and speaking and writing. It's about the choices these individuals made: like when Ruby said that her reaction to the "haters" who screamed at her was to pray for them.
We will continue to take our children places so they can learn about the people, locations, and objects they read about in the many books we own and borrow from the library. We will continue to show them what making a difference means. We will continue to empower them as people of color, deliberately, no matter how uncomfortable and terrifying it can be.
We won't choose silence. We won't sugar-coat. We won't shush. We won't hide.
We will teach the babies.
As you continue to celebrate Black History Month, may you have the courage and dedication to teach, to learn, and to listen to the heroes of the past.