Little Rock Nine [Blog 17]
Being raised in an African-American home, I was always taught about the Little Rock, Arkansas's desegregation in the year 1957. There was no way of getting away from it, seeming as though both of my parents are from the south and my mother was born and raised in Little Rock, her self. Whatever the case, it was drilled into my head the fiasco that escalated when Blacks where allowed to enter the same school as the Whites.
When reading the book by Melba Pattillo Beals (one of the Little Rock Niners), I was well informed on what actually happened inside the school walls, resulting with me shedding a tear for almost every altercation they went through.
When putting myself in their shoes, I wouldn't know what to do; to be quite honest, I would've probably done nothing but cry -- as I did after the class discussion that day.
I was highly upset at how some of the students spoke as if this event was so miniscule, or basically it wasn't worth watching. I remember one male student in the class rolling his eyes when watching the Oprah Show as the Caucasian former students of the high school apologized to the Little Rock Nine. I was overwhelmed with anger wanting to comment in the class discussion, but I figured it was only best to keep my mouth closed.
It hurts my soul to see just how rude people are towards others just because of the color of their skin. And it makes me just as sick when people act like racism or segregation still doesn't exist today. Ones that often acknowledge it say that "we" (African-Americans) should get over it...it happened; the nation has given you "guy's" a month, so stop your whining.
In one of my Criminal Justice class, there was an argument between the 3 African-American student (including me) and him because he said those exact same words above when we got on the topic of racial profiling. He believed racism never existed, and if "it" did, African-Americans were the dumb ones to get into slavery. I was highly insulted.
So when this discussion came up in class, I was a bit touchy to see some students' reactions of boredom or "here we go again" faces. Those students were courageous to stand up against segregation. And I know there is a high percentage of us who would've coward away if placed in this situation.












