It's been a long month, full of new thoughts and insight for me! I've really enjoyed reading the comments of my friends as they've followed along, and had a glimpse of their own privilege too. Thanks to those of you who kept up, and to those who commented!
Today I get to post this, and then tomorrow, and every day after that, I don't have to think about my race, my whiteness, and the advantages I've gotten because of it, ever again, and that is the ultimate white privilege. #mywhiteprivilege.
If I'm in a room full of white people and something potentially racist
happens, everyone doesn't look to me to determine whether it was
offensive. #mywhiteprivilege is not having to display offense on behalf of my race. #mywhiteprivilege
When I was a child, I was considered innocent, fragile, and someone to
be protected. My son will not experience that same privilege. Black
children are seen as less innocent and more aggressive by police,
schools and white adults. #mywhiteprivilege
If I were to become President of the US, and people didn't agree with my
policies and decisions, no one would blame my race. No one would make
rude caricatures of me based on stereotypical features of my race.
People of the US would refer to me as The President. #mywhiteprivilege
Once upon a time there was a blog that followed the adventures of a quirky family as they stumbled through their days learning and laughing together. Not quite a homeschool blog, not quite an Asperger's blog, not quite an adoption blog, but all of them at once, spun together in one zany adventure.