There are those who understand and join in solidarity. Then there are those who who don't understand, or worst, simply refuse to even try. I hope for my kid's sake, and for future generations -that we continue to bridge the divide in our nation. It's a quick messy doodle of a messy issue. And before you comment, I have dealt with racism first hand. As a small girl - three white men in a maroon pickup yelled all kinds of racial epithets at me and many more condescending words. I was 7, and they were getting out of their truck until they saw my mom and jumped back in and sped away. With all that they yelled at me, and then to come out of that truck- imagine what their intents were...imagine what I felt. Imagine if that was your child/friend/sibling/cousin/niece/nephew/grandchild. Imagine it. When I dealt with children from school and in my neighborhood calling me the N word. Or getting in trouble for my hair-it was the same style as the other little girls. I did a drawing on that -one of my earlier posts from my Personal Timeline series. I had to step away from that project, but I plan to finish it one day. I grew up in places where I was tokens until I I got to high school. When I would tell s white person -either shock, like they couldn't believe that racism still existed or that my case was the exception. Speak with fellow POC, it's sad, have yet to meet someone without a story of their own. So before you comment, fair warning, I will block you if you come spewing ignorance. I'm done tolerating it. Not going to use the tags, but this is Day 2 for -Inktober2017.