anti-racist parenting 101

I've been thinking a lot about how, as a white parent, I should go about raising my child to be a person who harbors no racial prejudice, and whats more, becomes a person who fights racism when he's older. It's easy to forego thinking about race and racism as a white person. That is, afterall, one aspect of white privilege. I do have the choice to NOT devote any energy to this topic. But precisely because I am white and aware of the existence and gravity of racism in this society as perpetuated by whites, I feel compelled to do something about it. And with that urge to challenge the racism instilled in me and my immediate surrroundings comes fear.

The safest thing is to think and read about the topic. Then it's inside my head for just me to mull over. And yes, the learning phase is an important and ongoing phase. But, there comes a point when one has to take action, whether it's through discussing the issues with others in or outside one's circle or in other ways. That is where things get scary.

My biggest fear is feeling shame, rejection and hurt. As we grow up (and I'm talking about white people here), we learn what is socially acceptable and what is not, which of course varies somewhat depending on our communities, but overall, any discourse about race is pretty much taboo. But, I should hope that this is true, we are naturally curious about all kinds of people, especially as children. However, our curiosity is often squelched because it's just not socially acceptable to, for example, ask out loud about people's skin color or hair texture. So, we get instantly hushed or shamed. That is not a good start. Immediately we learn that certain types of differences, in this case "racial" differences (racial in quotes because "race" is really a biologically unfounded social construct), are taboo. Something to perhaps ponder silently, but to never speak about. This is how any discourse on "race" is extinguished from the start.

What I just described is the level of communication where a parent can start. Instead of shushing a child who is naturally curious about people who look different from him, the parent can encourage the dialogue and explain to the child that yes, people have different degrees of pigmentation, etc. and make sure the subject doesn't get tagged as taboo in the child's mind.

The other way that a mother of a toddler can begin the journey of anti-racist parenting, is by exposing the child to peole that look different in very ordinary circumstances - play groups, books with photographs, etc. I am, of course, already worried that I'm failing in this regard. I do go and socialize with random groups with Jonah, but he does not see people that are all that racially different. This is just because of the way our city's demographics happen to be. But I do question my choices of the places where I take Jonah. Do I choose the places according to my own comfort level with the families that frequent these particular community centers and libraries?

The children with which Jonah interacts are mostly white and Asian. To illustrate my fear that I am failing anti-racist parenting 101, let me share with you a brief anecdote. The other day we went to the store and our cashier was a very dark skinned black man. At the point when I separated from Jonah and stepped closer to the credit card reader and the cashier pulled the shopping car with Jonah in it slightly behind the cash register to begin unloading the groceries, Jonah suddenly had this freightened look on his face and began to cry. The man gave Jonah a sticker and told him he was his friend. Jonah stopped crying and became more comfortable. But it was interesting to observe my own reaction to the situation. I was pretty certain that Jonah became scared of the man because he looked so different from the other people he was used to seeing. I noticed feeling paralized and unsure of what to say or how to react. Should I have said, "Oh Jonah, don't worry. Look at this nice man. You don't have to be scared of him." Of course, Jonah is too young to understand a sentence like that, but he can understand emotional tones. Instead of saying anything, I let the cashier deal with the situation. How lame of me. That's what white people tend to do. Stay paralized and let people of color navigate the uncomfortable situation for them. And that too is racism.

So, now I've publicly processed this encounter and will hopefully be better equipped to react next time.

That's it for my first installment of my thoughts on anti-racist parenting. If you'd like, read more about anti-racist parenting on a website which I frequent Anti-Racist Parent.com.