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I attended an all Jewish elementary school,it wasn't all white.I was light enough to pass through,and I had the good hair so I was let in so were a lot of other Blacks.We sure fooled a lot of white people back then.
The Palestinian were never slaves to the Israelis, they were competing with them. The strange relationship between whites and blacks in the South goes back to of the days of slavery. It was really all about economics. Black labor was much cheaper than white labor so black labor was used everywhere, in both the homes, businesses, and the fields. In order to keep that cheap labor, society taught blacks, by both word and deed, that they were inferior which kept self esteem low and prevented all kinds of problems for whites. And just to make sure blacks were kept in their place, all but the most exceptional students were educated just enough to perform only manual labor. Higher level government jobs were reserved for whites and God help the employer that promoted blacks to high level positions.I was raised in the deep south during the 50's and 60's. What seems so strange to me was that black people seemed to be hated collectively but as individuals were often treated like members of the family.
I was raised by our black maid. I probably spent more time with her in my early years than I did with my mother. She was in every sense a member of the family. She brought her kids over to our house to play. When her father died we attended the funeral. I think my dad bailed her husband out of jail when he got in a bar fight.
But there were rules that you did not break. When she rode in our car with us, she never rode in the front seat, always in back. When I was very young, she took me downtown on the bus. We both sat together in back of the bus. Everyone seemed to realize that she was our maid taking care of me. But when I was older, I sat in the front of the bus and she sat in the rear. At least once a week in summer, she would take me swimming. She would of course stand outside the fenced area of the pool and wait for me. There was only one swimming pool in town and it was for whites only. I asked once why there was no swimming pool for black people. I was told black people are afraid of the water and building them a pool would be a waste of money. A lot of things were justified in those days by saying blacks wouldn't use it we gave it to them.
When I went off to college, I forgot about her but see did not forget about me. I got a card from her on my birthday for many years. All that was many years ago. Today as I look back, I can say she was one of the most powerful influences on my life.
I've been asked how could you just stand by and do nothing when such obvious injustices were so common. My only excuse is that's the way we were raised. We just assumed that's the way things were suppose to be.
In this post I use the term black people or blacks; In those days, the term was Negro or ******, depending on the context but some times people would use the word colored.
You know I watched that movie The Help and I always wanted to ask a white person from that era why there was so much hatred and animosity towards Blacks but blacks were trusted to cook their food and raise their children, which are big responsibilites that require alot of trust. I never understood that. Thats almost like Israelis hiring Palestinian cooks and maids to watch their kids.
Translation : Youz B aktin like *******.I saw that colored sign at the movie theater also.But the balcony was great for throwing water balloons at the peeps sitting below us.Sometimes we would put piss in them you should have heard the screams.Also you could sneak in without paying to see a movie.They took that sign down real fast.