Rosalie Turner | Can Sharing Our Stories Heal Racism?
April 8, 2013
From the popularity of the book and movie, THE HELP, one would assume
racial issues are of great interest in America today. We've come such a long way
from the days of segregated schools and "Colored" and "White" waiting rooms and
water fountains. It's been fifty years since Martin Luther King Jr's speech with
the poignant phrase "I Have a Dream." Has that dream been realized or not? Let's begin by looking at the definition of racism. It is "a prejudice or
animosity against people who belong to other races, the belief that people of
different races have different qualities and abilities, and that some races are
inherently superior or inferior." One doesn't have to look very far to see that
those elements still exist in our society. So, what can we do to correct that, to make our country a better place to live?
I would like to suggest a very simple first step. We need to share our
stories. That's right; we need to share our stories. To quote Alexander
McCall Smith from IN THE
COMPANY OF CHEERFUL LADIES, "A life without stories would be no life at all.
And stories bound us, did they not, one to another, the living to the dead,
people to animals, people to the land?" And I would add to that"... and one race
to another." Karen Fisher wrote in her novel A SUDDEN COUNTRY, "Our
stories are all we have. The only thing that can ever save us is to learn each
other's stories. From beginning to end....For every life we know, we are
expanded." It is to that end - to learn each other's stories - that I wrote MARCH WITH ME. Letitia, the
black protagonist, and Martha Ann, the white protagonist, live their very
separate, if parallel, lives during the Civil Rights Movement years in
Birmingham, Alabama. Each one's story is valid and authentic, and we need to
know both in order to fully understand that era. So, I invite you, the reader to
learn their stories, and as you talk about them to others, share your story as
well. MARCH WITH ME continues
the discussion that began with THE HELP. Join in and share
your story by commenting below. Award-winning author Rosalie Turner has been
writing for almost 30 years. Her fifth book won a Military Writers Society Award
for Fiction, and her initiation of inner city reading programs garnered her the
JC Penney Award. Endorsed by Alma (Mrs.
Colin) Powell, MARCH
WITH ME, released March 15. Visit with Rosalie at www.rosalieturner.com.
Comments
25 comments posted.
Re: Rosalie Turner | Can Sharing Our Stories Heal Racism?
I don't have a story to share. I guess that is a good thing but I would still like to be entered in the giveaway. (Kathleen Yohanna 3:48am April 8, 2013)
Looks like we Marched into April showers. (Kent Cook 8:08am April 8, 2013)
A wonderful post which fascinated me. Best wishes. I lived in Canada at that time. (Sharon Berger 10:11am April 8, 2013)
March With Me sounds like a fantastic book to read. I grew up in a small farming town in Kansas and Yes, I went to school with black and white friends. Thanks for the great contest. God Bless Everyone! Thanks, Cecilia CECE (Cecilia Dunbar Hernandez 10:30am April 8, 2013)
That is so true. I think stories often make it easier to share painful truths about life. I definitely see it happen in The Help as well as The Secret Life of Bees (one of my favorite stories).
In my story DEAD: A GHOST STORY, I wrote about women who immigrate from India to the U.S. and end up living invisible and, sometimes, very vulnerable lives because of reasons like language barriers, economic dependence and not being familiar with the legal systems. This was my way of sharing the immigrant story. (Mina Khan 10:46am April 8, 2013)
this sounds great. thanks, good work (Debbi Shaw 12:56pm April 8, 2013)
As a resident of Alabama and a teenager during the 60's I can remember a lot of that time. I saw black people being stuck with cattle prods on our courthouse yard. I was working in a small soda fountain in a drugstore when people came in, lay down and cover the floor. I remember separate public bathrooms for blacks and whites. I saw Paul Newman visit to help the people being mistreated. I graduated from high school the last year before graduation and there were no blacks in the nursing school I attended. When I was a student at this Catholic hospital all the black patients were in a basement ward. It was a long time before I had the chance to really get to know and have black friends. (Peggy Probus 1:48pm April 8, 2013)
As a resident of Alabama and a teenager during the 60's I can remember a lot of that time. I saw black people being stuck with cattle prods on our courthouse yard. I was working in a small soda fountain in a drugstore when people came in, lay down and cover the floor. I remember separate public bathrooms for blacks and whites. I saw Paul Newman visit to help the people being mistreated. I graduated from high school the last year before intergration and there were no blacks in the nursing school I attended. When I was a student at this Catholic hospital all the black patients were in a basement ward. It was a long time before I had the chance to really get to know and have black friends. (Peggy Probus 1:50pm April 8, 2013)
Back then, I was a kid, but lived down the street from a housing project. I remember how a riot broke out in that area - starting at the housing project, and branching out to the stores across the street from it, then down the road, towards the downtown area. The Mayor and Governor, I believe, had to call out the National Guard, as well as the Police to stop the riots, as well as the looting. I remember that our family had to stay locked in the house for a few days until the danger had passed. You could see some of the flames from our upstairs window, and the smoke would billow down our street, since it was that close. It was a scary time in my childhood, and I couldn't understand why people wanted to burn down their houses and beautiful shopping area to get a point across. (Peggy Roberson 9:09pm April 8, 2013)
This book sounds great. Thanks for a chance to win. (Linda Hall 9:24pm April 8, 2013)
As a military brat, I too was not exposed to the types of behavior spoken about in this book. In spite of that, I have heard many other talk of their experiences, and it makes me want to cry inside to know how hateful people can be just based on something like their race. (Donna Holmberg 9:27pm April 8, 2013)
I am white, but I remember how kindly my father treated blacks and how much the blacks loved him. My father set a great example for me and everyone who witnessed his actions. Actions do speak louder than words. (Gladys Paradowski 9:38pm April 8, 2013)
As a child of the 50's in Omaha, I grew up in an all white,working class neighborhood where Mothers stayed home to raise their family. Not until my first high school job at a country club busing dishes in the dining room, did I encounter daily anyone of another race. I learned over that first summer how lucky & easy my life was compared to some of my coworkers. My paychecks were used for "extras", while my co-workers used their paychecks to help their parents pay for food,rent, and necessities. The worse situation at the country club was the way members treated non-white empolyees.Instead of addressing non-whites by their names as listed on their name tags, members would use the insulting word: girl. By college I decided I change my hometown's attitude by changing my thinking about other races first. (Joanne Hicks 10:11pm April 8, 2013)
Growing up I was never taught that there were differences between white and black. My parents always ensured that we (my brother, sister and I) never felt any different from anyone around us. We grew up in Naval communities in California and New England, never feeling strange as two of the only three black students in the entire school. The first time I was ever called a racial slur was in college in Virginia - surprising to find such ignorance at an old, revered educational establishment.... To this day, I think that may have been the last. (Mickey McCall 10:54pm April 8, 2013)
I was fortunate to grow up a little later and in the very diverse military town of San Diego, CA. There was never any blatant racism or prejudices. I find it very scary that in my lifetime and even today there are people and locales that still people are not equal. I think racial equality has come a very long way and still has some ground to cover. I think that with the right attitudes we can continue to make progress and do away with the ignorance that has no room in a country that welcomes so many. (Tracie Travis 11:36pm April 8, 2013)
Born in 1957, I missed most of the 'excitement' of the 60's. I was raised in a small town in western Massachusetts in a military family. I did not encounter anyone of a different race until I was 8 years old. Although I do not consider my family to have been racist, we were very 'pro-government', which made whatever they did in Vietnam or Alabama in our best interests. Having been from New England and sharing a birthday with JFK, I became interested in his politics in my teens. I began to read all I could on the war in Vietnam and the Civil Rights movement. I still carry that with me 55 years later and am still enthralled with the time and the events. I would love to win a free copy of Ms. Turner's book, but if not, will probably head down the street to Barnes and Noble on the 15th if I am not selected. (Marybeth Olson 8:11am April 9, 2013)
Well done on producing this book and I hope it helps some people. I have no particular story, since I live in Ireland, but I have read 'Small Island' where British Jamaicans came to Britain after the second world war and could not get proper work although they were qualified teachers and aircraft mechanics. They found it hard to rent rooms in London and many people would not speak to them. This was just ignorance, and fear of the strange. For many English people the GIs were the first coloured people they had ever seen. (Clare O'Beara 9:30am April 9, 2013)
I've had a chance to sleep on your question overnight,at least the title to your blog comment. I think that sharing our stories can help to heal in a small way to those that care enough to want to understand, but racism is something that's bred into the population - either by the household itself, or by personal experience. Once a person has that feeling inside of them, it's very hard for them to let it go. I don't feel that reading a book is going to change the feelings they carry, especially if they're older. Your book does sound interesting, and after all of the accolades you've been receiving, I would love to read it!! (Peggy Roberson 1:32pm April 9, 2013)
My Mom was racist and blamed my Grandma. But my Grandma would walk down street to visit friends who were black often with me. I am glad she shared with me these friends as they were all special. Therefore I never grew up judging people because of their race. (Jane Squires 3:55pm April 9, 2013)
My Dad always told us that good and bad were not dictated by one's race. (Mary C 4:54pm April 9, 2013)
I was always taught that the races were equal and had friends of other races. I thought my parents believed that way, too----until I told them that I was marrying a Filipino. They lectured me and pleaded with me not to marry outside my race. I did anyway, but we were never close again. My husband never knew and he loved them dearly---but when he died unexpectedly at at early age---I asked them to not come to his funeral---I just couldn't handle it because I think they were actually glad that he was gone. (Sue Farrell 6:45pm April 9, 2013)
I look forward to reading MARCH WITH ME. I did love THE HELP. I must say I don't see race, I see the person. (Mary Preston 12:22pm April 10, 2013)
I would like to read "March With Me". I have a bi-racial who at three all ready experiences some nasty comments from both black and white people who should know better in this enlightened time. (Carole Stabile 8:00am April 10, 2013)
The HELP is a wonderful feel good book. I have read the book and seen the movie. The movie has all of the lines in the book but it doesn't follow in the event order but the story in the movie works. The best lines in the book are "You is kind, you is smart, you is important." (Kai Wong 9:37pm April 10, 2013)
Oddly enough, I have never read The Help or seen the movie - my bad - we were always taught, as well, that it is the PERSON who matters and not one's race or ethnic background. (Felicia Ciaudelli 8:56am April 11, 2013)
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