Mixed puppies and Racism

[shadowstalker]

I am a mixed puppy myself.

But don't care what others think.

The US and no doubt other countries still have there issues with this.

When I introduce my self. I introduce myself as the spiritual being I am, I will let them sit on that for a while, maybe a year later they will have the curiosity to ask what nationality I am, I then tell them out of respect for the question it self. Some will bulk at me and then say something racist, and then ask " why didn't you tell me sooner" I would reply. "What True difference does it really make"

My dear family, they are only there to truly strengthen you and you haven't attained that knowledge yet.

What I wish for you to understand is, that your heart is the only thing worth looking at and not the color of your skin or any other transitory aspect of what others believe in. I love you my Family, plz do not give them power over your heart.

[Seikou-Kishi]

You really shouldn't care what others think, especially not about this. Take what makes you feel good and ignore what makes you feel bad (or would try to) like water off a duck's back.

It used to be that those whose parents were of different ethnicities or cultures were called 'half-caste', but it would be much better to say that those people are double caste; they have the heritage of two different cultures and have the ability to cherry pick the bits of each that they like. The problem is, so many people believe they're in a position to say what people 'should' pick and multiple heritages become a curse for such people, thrown as they are into an identity crisis by people who really ought to realise that it's none of their bloody business.

I'm eager not to ramble on on your thread Shadow, but if it's permissible I'd like to include a poem I once read about mixed heritage when I was younger and I think for those who have ever felt squeezed out of one group or another by mixed heritage, it will be a good read. The poem is by John Agard, who is Afro-Guyanese. The different parts of your whole heritage absolutely do not have to fight each other for precedence; you're a living rainbow anyway, after all.


Excuse me
standing on one leg
I’m half-caste.

Explain yuself
wha yu mean
when yu say half-caste
yu mean when Picasso
mix red an green
is a half-caste canvas?
explain yuself
wha yu mean
when yu say half-caste
yu mean when light an shadow
mix in de sky
is a half-caste weather?
well in dat case
england weather
nearly always half-caste
in fact some o dem cloud
half-caste till dem overcast
so spiteful dem don’t want de sun pass
ah rass?
explain yuself
wha yu mean
when yu say half-caste
yu mean tchaikovsky
sit down at dah piano
an mix a black key
wid a white key
is a half-caste symphony?

Explain yuself
wha yu mean
Ah listening to yu wid de keen
half of mih ear
Ah looking at yu wid de keen
half of mih eye
an when I’m introduced to yu
I’m sure you’ll understand
why I offer yu half-a-hand
an when I sleep at night
I close half-a-eye
consequently when I dream
I dream half-a-dream
an when moon begin to glow
I half-caste human being
cast half-a-shadow
but yu must come back tomorrow
wid de whole of yu eye
an de whole of yu ear
an de whole of yu mind.

an I will tell yu
de other half
of my story.

[shadowstalker]

My thread was in response to a friend who lives in Pakistan: Sorry i forgot to put that statement in there....
She wrote:
"A person like me from a mixed ethnicity can only survive or be free in a balanced place like Turkey. Not in the extremely racist west. Not in the extremely racist East"

[Lord Sidious]

People will finally be free when we stop trying to find little boxes to put people in.
Are YOU mixed?
Or is your body?
I think you are pure spirit, that can't be mixed.

[Flash]

I do not know why you call yourself puppie, but here a small story of some of todays children:

My daughter, raised in a mixed neighborhood, (here mix means French/English as well as colors or latino, it could be either ones, and in the old time... well).

She had a friend from 5 years old on whose name was J (I won't give full name). J. would go to daycare with her, come home sometimes, and vice versa. She had other friends that were English speaking as well, as J was. But J was her closest friend. We, well I, am French. My daughter does not know what she is (French, English, no difference).

One day she comes home telling me that J told her she was black. My daughter was all mixed up telling me "J is not black, she is brown, why does she say she is black?" not understanding at all what this color description refered to. I did not have the courage to tell her why people would be named by their colour, so I explain that J may see herself of a dark brown and left it there.

To this day, my daughter still does not see differences between herself (a pale whitie), Asians or Black. Although very white looking, she has some Asian blood and American Indian, and I made sure she knew about this. In fact, if the genes would have fallen differently, she could have been much darker.

And she loves her cousins in the familiy that are black.

this is the new generations, as long as we, parents, see no differences, they don't - although sometimes gentle tease goes between them. When her father was telling me he wanted an internatioinal awareness in his daughter, I would repeat over and over: you do not need to wish it, she is born with it. The social situation is such that she is litterally immerse in diversity of all kind.

[shadowstalker]

I do not know why you call yourself puppie,
Cuz puppies are cute, and everybody loves them per-se and nobody really cares if they are mixed breads or not, cuz there just so darn cute. They tend to see past the so called breading.

I love your story,
I myself never told my kids what nationality they where till the past couple years.
I have raised my kids in mixed neighborhood, so they could know that people are people and it shouldn't matter what color skin they have or belief system they live.
Well it worked, there friends are so diverse that it doesn't matter to them or there friends.

[Star1111]

Its only what's inside that really matters.

[Marsila]

on the outside we are so different, and even our thoughts may be affected in different ways by the environment, but what others say is true, inside is important, and most of the time the inside self, true self, whatever, is very similar no matter where on earth you are from.

I think people who are accepted by others no matter from where, have a strong inner self that controls the outer one better than with others.