Formal Essay 2: 500 words:
“A new understanding of the self influences the child's every thought and emotion from that day forth. Truly she sees the world through different eyes, from a different perspective, with somewhat less of the innocence of her earlier years." - Jay David
I remember the exact moment that I knew, the moment that it became clear; although there were no words exchanged, it left no doubt in my five-year old mind that my family wasn’t like other families.
Back in the 60’s, when I was a very small child, my parents divorced. This was somewhat unheard of then, and years later, my mother told me she had been the only divorcee in town. Needless to say, she was ...view middle of the document...
But there was a look in her eyes, a look that betrayed her cool, confident exterior, and I could tell she did not want to be here, although she would never admit it. With my hand in hers, we entered the room, and except for the children playing and sirens belonging to the toys, it became silent; some people just looked at us while others whispered. Gradually, the volume picked back up and we went about our business. But I remember the looks we were given, and the way my mother composed herself at the closed door before entering. She knew, as I now did.
When DuBois said “Then it dawned upon me with a certain suddenness that I was different from the others” I knew of the sadness in his words.
And it was these unpleasant events that prepared me for the sometimes cold and harsh realities of the real world. As all children do, I wanted to fit in, but like DuBois, I “had no desire to tear down that veil, to creep through.” So, I simply tried to go unnoticed.
Incidentally, only a few short years later, divorce was no longer considered as taboo. Unfortunately, the emotional wounds would carry through until adulthood.
Two years ago, we experienced the successful adoption of our daughter. Being that she is Black American, and we are not, brought about some concerns on the prejudices and bigotry that surround all of us. Once I thought about it, I realized that every one of us is judged on a daily basis, if not for the color of our skin, it is the clothes we wear, car we drive, and even our chosen professions. With this in mind, I don’t see her future being any less than that of a child with lighter colored skin.
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