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Seesaw, Korea - Photograph by W. Robert Moore, National Geographic |
This picture is up
for me, and me only. I need to stare into it imagining what it sounds like,
what it feels like for those children playing together. What was their
yesterday? What was the culture like and so on because the riff created by
Koreans in the United States is a deep chasm between them and Black Americans.
Koreans and Black Americans are polarized by the racial cue cards white
Americans handed us. Koreans and Blacks read from it and it informs each
succeeding generation.
Reconciliation, for me, is an individual task
built person to person as the number of Koreans I interact with, admire and get
to know grows. Slowly I've begun a thinking process that, at some point, has to
melt down to the children's level of play. It is how I came to develop better
relationships with white folks. I altered my perceptions deliberately and
created rituals to facilitate the process. It worked but it took at least 2
decades before whites became my relative, and I am only four years into this
process with the Koreans! © Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 1.9.13
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