Somehow, it always worked. Kneeling at the side of my bed and talking to the Lord made everything okay.
A lot of my strength came from my upbringing.
When the scary subject of race is finally broached, kids want to talk and talk. It's very satisfying.
I believe that we have to come together, and we have to rely on the goodness of each other.
If kids have the oportunity to come together to get to know one another, they can judge for themselves who they want their friends to be. All children should have that choice. We, as adults, shouldn't make those choices for children. That's how racism starts.
I felt like there was something I needed to do - speaking to kids and sharing my story with them and helping them understand racism has no place in the minds and hearts of children.