The Year was Nineteen Sixty Seven
She was my friend
After Reading all the Hubs On Racism
After reading Rahul Rakesh
I was inspired to write this hub, because of these other hubbers…
The Year was 1967- 68 school year:
Segregation was just getting started in the high school.
I lived in Blythewood, South Carolina; I was in the 10th grade.
I remember that year because of the evil of racism that I experienced.
My father was in the Army. We had lived all over the world by that time of my life. I am from the south but I had not lived in the south very long, but that year my father was stationed at Fort Jackson, South Carolina.
I had not experience racism until I was at that high school.
I remember the first day of school that year. Walking into school and all the sneers because I was the new girl, having a disability with my leg and foot, but that was nothing because there was a new African American girl and her brother that had started. You see the state was making them go to an all-white school and I know they were scared.
After everyone got tired of being mean to me as soon as they saw this new colored girl and brother (is what they called them) they started picking on these sweet young people. I felt sorry for them right from the start.
Our Lunchroom minus the soda machines
After enduring 1st and 2nd period it was time for lunch.
As we were in line to get our lunch, the three of us ended up standing next to each other. They were so scared they didn’t even want to look at me. I gave some mean looks to the others in line and I put my hand on (I will call her Susie), Susie’s arm. “Please,” I said “follow me. Let’s sit together.”
After that the only friends I had was my new found friends, Susie and her brother. You see my parents taught me to love everyone not just a select few.
As the year progressed, Susie and her brother would be knocked down and their lunch knocked out of their hands. The girls locked me in the bathroom stall because I was friends with Susie and her brother. I had all kind of threats, but it was nothing compared to what happened to them.
We all lived through that year. I wished I knew what happened to them. We did our homework together and ate lunch together. But at the end of the day they had to ride a bus home. I never knew where they lived. I only know Susie and her brother were the nicest people at that school.
I don’t remember the teachers taking up for Susie. I don’t remember a lot because that was a lot of years ago, but I do remember Susie and her brother and the friendship we had that short year.
I pray they had a good life.
After reading these other hubs about racism and talking to my good friend Mike Pugh, I realized I wanted to write about my experience.
I ask one thing of everyone. LET’S STOP RACISM!!
Let’s pray real hard. I believe Our GOD hates this. But as long as there is evil in this world there will always be evil. But each one of us can pray and each one of us can start with ourselves. We can all love each other like GOD wants us to love each other. Treat each other with respect and help each other.
I feel like we are family here at the Hub. If there is prejudice I haven’t seen it. I pray it is not true.
If you are my Facebook friend and if I see any prejudice then you will not be my Facebook friend anymore. I will not tolerate it.
I love you all. You all have been good to me. I respect you all.
I thank you all for putting up with me and reading my crazy poems, and commenting. I am always so amazed that you would want to read my poems and stories.
May God Bless you all.
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