First of all, Cartoniverse, thanks for sharing this. I don’t know how difficult it was for you to post this since you’re posting about your children’s behavior, and not your own. However, since, for many people, a child’s behavior is a reflection of what that child learns from his/her parents/proxy parental units, I can’t imagine that you wouldn’t have paused and wondered what your kids’ attitudes say about you and your wife.
There have been so many thoughtful, well-considered, and intelligent responses here–any or all of which could be correct (save for that other Doper that I won’t mention)–that I almost feel ashamed (and woefully inadequate) to add my two cents, but for what it’s worth, here goes…
I believe it was James Baldwin who said something to the effect of children not being good at doing what we *tell * them, but being very good at doing what we *show * them.
This comes to my mind WRT to a couple of things about your post that stand out for me.
First, you mention that you live in a lily-white town. I’m not interested at the moment in just why you live in a lily-white town (though I think it’s an interesting question), but it seems to me that this isn’t an environment that would regularly expose your children to a variety of ethnicities, at least not to a wide variety, and not in large numbers.
The other thing is that, though you have relatives of other ethnicities, there’s not much contact. I know–the bi-racial (black/white) cousins live in Florida, and it is, as far as I can tell, no one’s fault that you don’t get to see them often. Nonetheless, not being exposed on a regular basis to these relatives can’t be helping your children in terms of getting to know people who are “different” from them. Mind you, I don’t necessarily believe that exposure to these cousins would prevent the formation of hierarchical racist tendencies,* but I’m guessing that every little bit helps.
*I know two young ladies who are, like me, Jews of color (their mother is white and Jewish, and their father (who is deceased) was African-American. Well, their mother’s family, who wasn’t happy with her being with a black guy from the get-go, have treated these young laides like crap. From what these ladies tell me, it’s pretty clear that these people are anti-black. Bless their hearts, though, because these ladies haven’t cussed anybody out yet (out of not wanting to make things more difficult for their mother), but it stings for them to be the recipients of racism by their own blood.
I honestly don’t know what’s going on with your kids, but I couldn’t help but wonder if there was some of the ole Asians-as-the-model-minority dialectic at work here. I wouldn’t be surprised if your children were getting signals from white society (and their white peers who are, of course, part of white society)–both outrightly and subliminally–that, sure, they may not be white, but at least they’re not black, either. And because they’re at a time in their lives where fitting in seems to be Most Important Thing in the World (which I don’t think even most people twice, thrice, and beyond your children’s ages ever grow out of), well, I don’t know that I’m surprised that they might view blacks as inferior. (There’s a Doper–col_10022–who is Asian, and he’s talked about clients of his employer who’ve made anti-black, and anti-Latino remarks in his presence and who have apparently felt fine doing so because he’s Asian.)
As to what you do about this, at this stage of the game? I’m not sure, but I certainly have my ideas. You’ve indicated that they’re aware that racism’s not cool with you, and that’s good. I wonder, though, just how explicit your conversations about this topic have been with them. I mean, **tomndebb ** is right–I certainly think that they’re at the age now where you don’t have to sugarcoat things for them and where they can begin to, if not not completely process, then at least hear about, the more complex realities of racist thinking.
(When my brother and I were young–pre-teens, I believe–and Mama was looking for a way to prepare us for a racist society without freaking us out or making us hate all whites, she simply told us that, “Some white people will expect the worse from you just because you’re black, but that’s not how all white people think.” Mama is a child of the Jim Crow South, so I was, as I grew a bit older and began to experience racist behavior by whites, surprised that she could be so doggone magnanimous in her approach, bless her heart. Of course, her feelings about race are just as complex as anyone else’s, but she refused to teach her kids racism just because she herself was a victim of it. But I digress. Now, I imagine that if she’d had such a conversation with us when we were in our teens, she might’ve delved into some of the more complex specifics. Apparently, though, she didn’t feel the need to have that conversation at that time in our lives, becuase I don’t recall ever having it. She did, however, from the time we were very young, expose us to white people. One of her dearest friends from before my brother and I were born was a white woman, also a Southerner (but not from where we’re from), who actually had a bi-racial (white/black) son, and we associated with her enough so that her whiteness became, well, just as normalized, I think, as blackness was. Of course, most of our teachers were white, too, and there were still a few (but not many) whites left in our neighborhood when we were younger, so it’s not as if whiteness ever had a chance to become strange to us. Aww, hell, I just forgot why I was writing this very long paragraph. Oh, well, I guess it can serve as part of the expose-your-children-early-and-often part of my post.)
So, yeah (and *now * I’ve remembered why I was writing the previous paragraph), if you haven’t had more in-depth conversations with your kids about racism, you might want to begin doing that now. Now, I don’t have children, but I’m not a complete fool, so I realize that teens might not want to share their deepest feelings with their parents, especially when it comes to something that they know their parents strongly disapprove of. And maybe that’s okay. Maybe they just need for you to tell them how *you * feel about and handle the complexities of racism. I certainly don’t think it could hurt them as they try to figure out, in years to come, how to deal with their own feelings.
Other than speaking more openly with them (oh, and letting them know that it’s okay for them to speak with you about their feelings, even if what they might sometimes feel is taboo in your home), I don’t know what else you can reasonably do. I mean, I certainly wouldn’t try to force them to prove anything by developing more friendships with blacks. Encourage? Definitely. But force, as in “You’re going to make three black friends by the end of this report card period, or else”? Tempting, I know, but uh-uhh. Do reiterate, though, that there’s going to be a big problem with Daddy if you find that they’re discriminating in any way against blacks just because they’re black. And I do think that it’s appropriate for you to ask, for instance, “Johnny, why don’t you have any black friends come over to the house?” or “Suzie, why aren’t there any black girls who hang out with you and the others at the mall on Saturdays?”
Other than that, I have nothing.
And like **monstro ** said–::checking to make sure that it was, indeed, monstro, since I got her and **you with the face mixed up ** in another thread::–the fact that you’re even thinking about this the way that you are makes you a great dad!
My very best wishes, dude.
[sligh hijack]P.S.–Just out of curiosity, if you were graduated from high school in Philly, from where were you graduated? I’m Central, 247th class (1988).[/slight hijack]