The Racist Teacher

The video below is a true story, that occurred when I was 5 years old.

Many adults have suffered far worse things as a child, than what I went through, and they are now struggling with depression because of it. Jesus died to set you free from the bondage of dark mental clouds.

I wish you peace of mind.

See you soon.

loneliness

4 comments

  1. I am so sorry that happened to you. I faced similar in a little town in Tennessee where I was the only dark child in the room in the school the rest of the children were blonde blue-eyed mostly. Although my mother was blonde and blue-eyed my father was from Armenian parents immigrated from Armenia and he was very dark with black hair and brown eyes and I took after him. My teacher decided that I was not the child of my mother and questioned me about whether I was at their wedding when they got married. I was smarter than she thought I was being a second grader and I realized what she was trying to do. I never told my parents about that I also never told them about the names that I got called and the abuse I took on the play yard from children making fun of me and calling me names, racist names, so I know what you’re talking about. However like you prayer held me up and although I didn’t tell my dad because I was afraid it would hurt his feelings and make him ashamed he was a preacher and ministered to the parents of these children every week. Here’s prayers and good life show me a good God and I still follow in those tenants today. I enjoyed your blog so much. Thank you

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    • Hi Harolene. Thank you so much for sharing your story! What an awful time you had! Your experiences were much worse than mine because I never really remembered any malice towards me from the teacher. I was too young. But like you say, your memories are vivid and it would have been a really difficult time for you, especially as you could not confide in anyone. Children always do that, don’t they? They try to protect the adults from hurt. How rude and spiteful of your teacher to treat you like that! I’m getting cross just thinking of it, but then I remember that the Lord says that people reap what they sow. I am so glad that you had comfort in the Lord to see you through those dark times. It’s good to be able to speak out and share our stories isn’t it? It is very healing and hopefully, it will help others to speak out. I was like you in that I would not have told my parents anything. I suffered racism later on when I was a teenager in an all-white school and I never said a word to my mum and dad either. But like you say, God pulls us through. Thank you so much for stopping by to share your thoughts. I will wander over to your corner in a while. In the meantime, may God bless you and have a great day tomorrow. xx

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