Unless You Become Like a Little Child...

Joining Hands Mae Guthrie, a retired elementary school teacher was at a track watching some preschoolers who were on a fieldday from nursery school. The children lined up to begin their race. They started off, but soon one of the children fell down.

What did the other racers do? Did they revel in their chance to get ahead? No, several turned around, came back, helped the little boy brush the cinders off his knee, and then one of them took his friend by the hand and ran with him for the rest of the race.

Mae said it was the most beautiful thing she'd seen in quite some time.Unlearning Racism Jerry and Mary belong to an inter-racial church. One year their daughter, Kate, worked hard on an art entry for the P.T.A.'s annual creative competition when she was in elementary school. She made a collage of fabrics showing people of many different colors and backgrounds. Mary complimented Kate on how nice it was that Kate had showed a variety of races.

"What?" Kate responded, not quite understanding her mother's comment. So Mary said again how nice it was that Kate's picture had a variety of races. Again, the comment went over Kate's head.

So Mary explained to her daughter that some people wouldn't want to play with kids of different backgrounds and colors.

"What?" Kate exclaimed, this time incredulous at her mother's explanation. It was a concept that was foreign to her at the time.

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