Racism: Purple Vs. Green People
I've had enough of RACISM! I'm voicing my opinion!
I've finally had enough! I won't sit down! I won't be quiet!
Answer me this:
Do you find yourself being racist?
Random Stranger Man
Mom of MANY speaks out on racism!?
"I've had enough, I won't sit down, I won't be quiet!"
Today I made a decision, I will NOT be silent any longer were racism is concerned.
Blue people talk about green people, and purple people talk about orange people. Where is the respect?
We ALL have one thing in common:
Okay, okay for years I've taken in young people. For years I've heard many sides of the 'skin' talk about the others with little respect. C'mon people I have too many kids in my home to take one side of the coin over the other!
I HATE RACISM!
Leave me out of your shallow minded money mongering foolishness.
Anyone in this country telling you to hate someone because they don't have the same religion or color of skin as them is someone to talk to about love. The young people in my life are all colors of skin, every religion. They don't need any more stress than they already have. However, I WILL share with them any religious information that will keep them unhealthy or unhappy.
Let me tell you my story:
I took in a kid years ago that changed my life. I had taken in many kids, but this one seemed to hurt more than others.
He was tired, worn from missing "momma", and lonely. Purple people took him away from his momma and his brothers and sisters. He cried all the time, I cried with him because I didn't understand his hurt. He just missed his momma.
He is my Turtle Man! My little Hero.
I loved him because his creator put it in my heart to love him. He came to live with us and I have been blessed in so many ways.
My little turtle man is green.
My family; I have 2 biological children and a husband who are purple like me.
When ever we went anywhere, people would stare at us. Sometimes they pointed. Sometimes people said things to us because he was green and we were purple. Generally, the opinions were not kind, some were downright mean and hateful. I'm sure we looked strange to everyone, but we didn't mind because we were becoming a family. A green and purple family, with varying stages of green and purple, and we were living as one unit, not color, not religion; just family.
The landlord was purple, he didn't like green people. He put BIG signs up telling My little turtle man and all the other green kids, that we couldn't live there, everyone saw the signs, and My little turtle man was so embarrassed; I cried all the time because I couldn't understand why no one loved my green babies as much as I did, even my purple children were getting mad because having a green people in the house seemed to be too much trouble.
Then the man said horrible things to hurt us, he came into my home and damaged things, he tilled up 18 yrs. of flower gardening, my shed, my landscaping, and things my kids had made for me when they were growing up. I was so afraid because I was alone at the house and I thought he might come back to hurt me.
We called the police, they said they were going to protect us, we waited. They were purple too, but, they changed their mind once my landlord told them I had green kids, and never showed up to help. When I called them to find out where they were, they said they weren't coming; I asked them if it was because my kids were green, they didn't want to give me an answer. We got no protection, we were alone. Then the man took us to court, I thought the judge would be understanding to our situation, but I don't think he liked green people either. He was purple like me, I guess I thought he would understand; he didn't care.
So, I was told that all the kids had to move. When the moving people came to move us to another place, the man said he wouldn't move us because people wouldn't be safe if I moved the green kids to the new place. Then, just like that he wouldn't help us move!
We didn't know what to do, everyone hated green kids because they were green!
Oh, if only there were no color.
One thing after another hurt My little green baby.
One person after another talked about him living with purple people and us living with green people.
All we wanted was to be family. A NO COLOR family.
The purple people on television talk about the green people, and the green people talk about the purple people!
When will our children stop suffering because of color?
My little turtle man gave up.
He went back to the streets, he's lonely, like when he first came to live with us. Hurt from abuse, from 'the system letting him down', from a cycle of poverty that people of all colors expect him to stay in! Haters!
We grew as a family only to be pushed back in time, to be let down and criticized because of the color of skin of children that we had grown to love.
THAT IS IGNORANCE.
Yes, I said it. If YOU don't like someone because of the color of skin or religion something is wrong with you; UNLESS there is personal threat to you or your family.
I've taken in so many kids over the years. Almost all of them green, like My little turtle man. I have encouraged, loved, held and pointed them in the direction I thought they should go in order to help them fulfill their dreams. The odds are against them by the worlds standards but I'm here to tell you that GREEN PEOPLE ROCK!
Make a difference in your community, help the less fortunate, reach out to the children ages 12-18. The ones nobody wants. Love them, encourage....feed them, heck, take them in and love them like family.
Your world may NOT be better because of it. Many of these kids are so messed up they can only go on a downward spiral. However, there are just the handful that will make your life an adventure, a blessing, an incredible journey.
I miss my little turtle man. I always will.
However, I wait for the day the His Creator makes him the man he should be.
I did my part; I fed, sheltered, loved. It doesn't mean I don't hurt for him. It doesn't mean he is perfect, nor am I. It means that one person can make a difference.
I have learned, I have loved.
Love is wonderful! Don't miss out because of religion or color of skin.
Life is what you make it to be. Enjoy!
People of all colors - Find out about Peace
People of all colors should find out more about Dr. Martin Luther King. He was an extraordinary man, a pastor, father, friend.
Mr. King stood for righteousness, peace, love and equality for all, no matter the skin color.
Part of American History should include Dr. Martin Luther King.
Take a stand NOW. Get this mans information and find out how he did all that he was able to do.
NO man in his own physical being could do all Dr. King was able to do. He stood tall, strong, and dedicated to a cause that MOST people would never understand.
Hatred and Ignorance caused his death. I also believe that the people closest to him stopped praying for him and left him spiritually unprotected. Division came in, and left him open to every demon that wanted him dead.
Teach future generations about a man that changed the world through peace and love for all.
Stand with me as I am determined to spread his works and keep pushing for more change in our country.
Check out the Big GC
Meet the Chef
People can be Haters!
A lesson for people around the world might be:
"You'll never make everyone happy all the time"
Just be yourself and try to do the best you can. Be kind, smile and enjoy life.
Even when all the problems were happening to us we weren't trying to hurt anyone. We were trying to be family and live. We hadn't done anything that would warrant ugly behavor, yet, we were targeted by some really ugly hearts. All at one time too.
Later I found out that the landlord, and yes, he was very racist, had been on pain meds. for a back surgery, which might have triggered the hateful nature we had never seen before that time. I'd like to say that he didn't have an ugly heart, but that's not the case. Our family struggled because of it.
I'd also like to say that I have found the best young people in the world to call family. I couldn't be more proud of them (even when they are in trouble) I still love them and want the very best for them all.
Just know that People CAN be Haters.
I say "smile and wave guys, smile and wave" (thank you penguins from Madagascar)
Answer this for me, will you?
Have you ever experienced racism in the way of someone bullying you?
G Baby and Girl
The Gentle Giant
The Youngest and the "Purple" Momma
Meet some of the family. Green and Purple. Gotta love it!
Birthdays Around Here
There is no way to describe birthdays in my life. Every race and religion means birthdays are something different to each person. We have Jahovah's Witness, Christian, Muslim, Atheists, Indian, Hispanic .... there are too many to remember. lol
Each person is so important to me. Being in my life even though some haven't lived with me long, means that I want to show them love on the special day they were born. It's not a big deal, but it's a way to let them know I love them. Even the kids who don't celebrate birthdays, I set that day aside for them.
Normally there is no money to get all the gifts needed for all the kids so there are no gifts from me but lots of love and we celebrate with their friends of choice.
Year after year I grieved thinking that I couldn't do enough or provide enough. No mother whether her own or not, wants the children she loves to go without, yet children around the United States are still going without beds. Some in my own life haven't had what they've needed or they've been without beds. They've never complained, fussed or argued the fact that they don't have what other kids have. They don't whine because the soda they got isn't their choice, many times it's been shared with someone else and they were thankful they had it to drink. I've learned humility from having been humbled. Being thankful is a choice.
While other young people show their shiny new gifts, some young people have held their head down when they have a birthday, knowing there will be no gifts, birthday cake, balloons or 'things'. The fact that they are as strong as they are and understand how things must be, has always made me so proud of them and made me want each of the young people in my life blessed all the more.
So, birthdays are my time with them, maybe more for my own selfishness than anyone else's good, but they seem to be okay as young adults, and if I could do it all over again, I would.
Girls Just Want to Have Fun
Birthdays Are Quite the Adventure Around Here!
This was my birthday
Birthday's are a regular occurrence around here. With so many young people, we have lots of birthdays. I've never been able to purchase gifts or give anything for the birthdays but we gather together and enjoy one another's company just the same.
This was my birthday a few years ago. I texted many of the kids and the first 15 that called to say they wanted to go, went along with us. I had a wonderful time, the kids showed me so much love, and the entire time was one I wish would have never ended. I miss everybody when I don't get to see them.
With each birthday I realize that my life is getting shorter and they are growing older before my eyes. I really hate it in some ways; yet feel so inspired and blessed in others.
Young people keep me young!
I only wish I could have done more, given more, blessed more.
© 2015 RitaAnn