WHY DO WE BEAT OUR BLACK KIDS?
Not too long ago, I had the great pleasure of meeting a lady at the Harlem book fair who was selling her book "Beating Black Kids". As you may have imagined, I stopped dead in my tracks and bought the book. More importantly, I had unearthed childhood memories of my own mother's beatings and verbal abuse.
I was brought up in the sixties where my mom was taught spare the rod and spoil the child.
The problem was there was never any spoiling and "the rod" was everything from curtain rods to black frying pans. I even had a knife thrown at me that barely missed me. I often wonder where was ACS then. They were there, but was known as BCW at the time, and although my aunt told me to go to them, I didn't dare.
In those days it was accepted for parents to beat their children. Catholic schools even hit children with rulers, the general idea was "what happens in the house stays in the house". My mother called me the "B" word so many times I began to answer to it everytime I heard it- even if it wasn't for me. I still remember the fear she instilled in me by just looking directly at me and I would jump whenever she came near.
I think about my mom a lot and decided to forgive her a long time ago because I know she raised me the best way she could. So I ask all my parents out there " Why do we beat our kids?"
For more information on the book, "Beating Black Kids" by ASADAH, click here.
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