Racism and prejudice are one of the topics that brings up many discussion. The mainly aim with this text is just sharing with you some crazy situation that sometimes I came across with!
I will tell you a little story about my old friend! Once upon a time….. lol just a joke! So, I knew that friend at university, it was taking long time ago. When I saw her for the first time, she seemed nice person, and really extrovert! She approached at me and greeted me with a big smile.
I soon noticed that she was always laughing of anybody that was “different” her, when it comes culture, relief and tradition! I didn’t mind, so it could be just a bad jokingly.
Actually, she told me once, that she was racist, but I couldn’t believe about that! So we were at the university, the spot where supposedly should not have person with this kinds of thoughts. Anyway!
We spoke to which another and, as time went by, I begum understanding the really person that she was! She called me “Di” (She was the only one who ever called me that). It was friendly way to call my name! She always hugged me and often said “I like you Di, so you are different of person in your race and culture. You see, you are black outside, and with inside” I found myself miles away! What she meant “I’m white inside”? I couldn’t understand. So one day I was in her house, I took courage and I asked her “What did you means when you told me once that I was white inside”? She replied “because your behaviour! You know, that person don’t know how to behave, it was in their culture”. My jaws dropped! How it could be possible, so I was right in front of future psychology! After all, she hid behind that big smile, one of the worst things that the person might had had.
“Is it true that you are racist”? I asked her in completely tranquillity. “Yes I’m. But I like you because you are different” replied her proudly. I kept calm. She continued to take of her mouth silly things like “Hitler was great man, I love this man, and I admire him”! So now I could understand why she had a big book about “Nazi” on her shelf. I pretended that everything was ok. “So just tell me that last question” I asked her. “If one day your son fell in love with me, what did you do”? She stopped talking and just grinned! “My son doesn’t like black women. It is really impossible but if he fell in love with this kind of person, I will never call him my son and I disinherited him in minimum! We should not mix the race and culture as well”! I was perplexing, my head was nearly to blow up!
Since that time, I shoulder her out of my way! Obviously, I couldn’t carry on with that friendship, so people with such mentality I want for be it from me!
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