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<blockquote data-quote="lovemysons" data-source="post: 275784" data-attributes="member: 3305"><p>Mrscatinthehat (Beth) got me to thinking back on some of my own life experiences with people that briefly touched my life but made a longlasting impact. </p><p></p><p>I was reflecting back to a time when I was around 4-5 years old. It was 1969-70, small town in Oklahoma. </p><p></p><p>My mother worked at Head Start where I attended. I had 2 best friends...Melodie and Shadonna. We loved to play together at recess. Melodie was my favorite friend. She had such a warm happy smile. I knew she genuinely Liked me...was never for sure of Shadonna did though, cause Shadonna didn't talk as much mostly watched me while Melodie and I played. But I considered both of them my good friends. </p><p></p><p>One day I asked my mom if Melodie could spend the night at our house. I was an only child and it was just my mom and I, no dad, and having a friend meant so very much to me. </p><p></p><p>My mom must have checked with Melodie's mom. I remember we were in the car when she told me..."Melodie's mom said Melodie could not spend the night." "Why?" I needed an answer and all I got was, "Her mom said that we live on one side of the railroad tracks and they live on the other". </p><p></p><p>I don't remember when I first learned of the word "predjudice" but I do know that THAT day this world and the adults in it became somewhat strange to me, confusing, ya know. </p><p>Something was wrong with the thinking in this world. </p><p></p><p>Interestingly enough...years later, when I was a teenager primping in a theater bathroom, a young woman was watching me. I kinda got alittle bothered but didn't say anything. I mean, why was she staring at me? </p><p>Eventually she spoke. She asked me if she could ask my opinion about something. I was kinda of surprised and relieved. She asked me what I thought about her being a black woman going out with a white guy? I really stopped, ya know...wanted to give a thoughtful answer. I asked her if he was as nice as any black guy she'd go out with? Did he treat her well? Was he kind, etc? She smiled and answered, Yes. I told her..."then I don't see a problem, I hope you guys are happy together". She smiled and thanked me. </p><p></p><p>Isn't it interesting the types of situations we come across and how meaningful we are to each other even if very briefly touching one another's lives. </p><p></p><p>So...</p><p>Thought this might be a good opportunity to share some of the stories of people that briefly came into our lives and made such a huge impact on us...shaped who we are and how we think. </p><p></p><p>What are your stories? </p><p>Tammy</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="lovemysons, post: 275784, member: 3305"] Mrscatinthehat (Beth) got me to thinking back on some of my own life experiences with people that briefly touched my life but made a longlasting impact. I was reflecting back to a time when I was around 4-5 years old. It was 1969-70, small town in Oklahoma. My mother worked at Head Start where I attended. I had 2 best friends...Melodie and Shadonna. We loved to play together at recess. Melodie was my favorite friend. She had such a warm happy smile. I knew she genuinely Liked me...was never for sure of Shadonna did though, cause Shadonna didn't talk as much mostly watched me while Melodie and I played. But I considered both of them my good friends. One day I asked my mom if Melodie could spend the night at our house. I was an only child and it was just my mom and I, no dad, and having a friend meant so very much to me. My mom must have checked with Melodie's mom. I remember we were in the car when she told me..."Melodie's mom said Melodie could not spend the night." "Why?" I needed an answer and all I got was, "Her mom said that we live on one side of the railroad tracks and they live on the other". I don't remember when I first learned of the word "predjudice" but I do know that THAT day this world and the adults in it became somewhat strange to me, confusing, ya know. Something was wrong with the thinking in this world. Interestingly enough...years later, when I was a teenager primping in a theater bathroom, a young woman was watching me. I kinda got alittle bothered but didn't say anything. I mean, why was she staring at me? Eventually she spoke. She asked me if she could ask my opinion about something. I was kinda of surprised and relieved. She asked me what I thought about her being a black woman going out with a white guy? I really stopped, ya know...wanted to give a thoughtful answer. I asked her if he was as nice as any black guy she'd go out with? Did he treat her well? Was he kind, etc? She smiled and answered, Yes. I told her..."then I don't see a problem, I hope you guys are happy together". She smiled and thanked me. Isn't it interesting the types of situations we come across and how meaningful we are to each other even if very briefly touching one another's lives. So... Thought this might be a good opportunity to share some of the stories of people that briefly came into our lives and made such a huge impact on us...shaped who we are and how we think. What are your stories? Tammy [/QUOTE]
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