1724norfolk

THE BLOOD TRAVELS

18) Nothing seemed real. No doubt she was in another funk. In addition she kept
wondering what it would be like to be black. What was realty interesting was
her curiosity about the black experience had nothing to do with her present
funk. The idea had just presented itself, just like that. She grew up in and
around extreme prejudice but as soon as she grew older and developed a mind of
her own and all of that nonsense dropped. She saw all people the same, no that's
not true she admired the blacks. "The Blacks" she now wondered if it was even
proper to refer to the people she was thinking of as the "blacks". She spent a
moment wondering if she was ignorant but she thought not. She wasn't sure if
it was considered insensitive or not. What she was sure of was whatever she
meant or thought was in no way malicious. That she knew for a fact. She
thought for a moment then she realized that she never thought of herself as a
"white". She never referred to her family or friends as the "whites". So she
realized she was wrong, "black" or "Blacks" was not right. It was just to
think of all people the same in her mind. When she thought of her friend jack
she thought, "Jack", Blond hair, big nose, great smile, very pale, shabby
dresser, good-looking mans for the most part. If she thought of a "black" man
it should be as a man like Jack not as a man who is prefaced by the word
black. It should just be another part of what makes them, them. "James" who
worked with her was abut 6 ft tall, Dark hair, brown eyes, conservative
dresser, glasses, nice voice, brown skin, big ears, great guy. So James is
James and Jack is Jack. So now she wondered what it would be like to be James
instead of jack. Still she felt there was a difference. If there wasn't she
would wonder what it was like.