Monday, August 12, 2013

Hanging onto Hope

It really could have been this simple. Race about needlessly, go home, do homework. But it became more.

The afternoon became a lesson in hatred, fear, small mindedness, racism, slavery, and a lesson in lynching. It wasn’t my plan, but somebody else forced this lesson upon us while we wandered around an empty school eating our veggie chips.

I saw the hate signs first. Hard to miss Obama’s face printed and blown up into posters. I didn’t bother reading the words, knew where it was heading in a glimpse. Didn’t see the point in giving it too much attention. No- it were the empty chairs hanging from trees that really made me stop, gasp and freeze in disbelief.

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