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Last night I sat down with my 13 and 11 year old daughters and explained the ruling in the Martin/Zimmerman case. I spoke in an impartial tone and explained the situation as I’ve been reading. I told them no one really knows what happened except those 2 individuals. We talked about the item found in Trayvon Martin’s pocket, the bag of Skittles.
Then I let my young ones come to their own conclusions. Which, not surprisingly, are similar to mine.
Our girls are at the age where everything Edd and I say is gospel truth. They don’t yet question our political views, the reason for our house rules, or our faith beliefs. They will. I’m under no illusion my kids will think we are the smartest man and woman on earth forever.
For the short time I am the smartest woman on the planet, my teachings are their foundations. I’m sure I’ve already screwed up enough to warrant therapy after they finish graduate school, but there are values I’m adamant to instill so deep into their souls they won’t even know their lives exist without it: tolerance and justice.
The only way to teach tolerance and justice is to live tolerant and fight injustice ourselves. Edd. Me. My parents. Edd’s parents. YOU. This one is our responsibility.
Big talk from the Christian privileged, upper socio-economic, heterosexual girl with so much Western European blood flowing through her veins she practically glows in the dark, huh?
My life is what it is. My job is to make certain my girls know this isn’t the ONLY life there is.
|The girls and their uncle.
Shhh. Don’t tell them he’s not my brother by blood.
who are suffering from injustice:
For those who are discriminated against
because of their race, color or religion;
For those imprisoned
for working for the relief of oppression;
For those who are hounded
for speaking the inconvenient truth;
For those tempted to violence
as a cry against overwhelming hardship;
For those deprived of reasonable health and education;
For those suffering from hunger and famine;
For those too weak to help themselves
and who have no one else to help them;
For the unemployed who cry out
for work but do not find it.
We pray for anyone of our acquaintance
who is personally affected by injustice.
Forgive us, Lord, if we unwittingly share in the conditions
or in a system that perpetuates injustice.
Show us how we can serve your children
and make your love practical by washing their feet.
On which values do you concentrate most in your home?
In what ways do you teach your children tolerance?
If you don’t have kids, are you participating in the “village” of helping to raise the kids of others?