Today as i was walking out of my coffee place on my way to work, a man walked too close to me and mumbled some words i'm not gunna put on social media. My blood immediately boiled, i looked up and turned around challenging his glare daring him to say something else because i refuse to cower in fear.
Last night, i had a conversation with the 12yo that i take care of. I'm a nanny of two wonderful white boys. Everyday i get to tell them they are kind, and generous and compassionate even when they think i'm playing with them. Last night i looked the older one in the eye and told him that he will stand up for people who are being mistreated, no matter how different or same they are to him. It is my hope that my boys will speak for the oppressed, stand up to injustice, and never ever let anyone talk down to them.
That is all i could do right now, because that's my sphere. As for the man who dared talked to me in a very disrespectful manner, i chose to let it go. It's gunna be alright, my blood pressure will return to normal and it will still be a good day.