Saturday, July 28, 2007

Racism.

This post goes round and round in my head. Then I am not sure if I am ready to say what I mean, I fear perhaps it will sound disconnected and rambling. So I am just going to go for it.
I do not know if I have ever really known of or believed in racism. I'm white (shocking, I know :) and of course I know about the history of our country. I have read books, both fiction and truth that spoke of the many battles involved in securing equal rights. I have heard my share of racial slurs and jokes. I know there are statistics that tell us white men still have an advantage in the work place and the stereotypes are rampant. But I don't think it ever made sense to me.

Growing up I went to schools with kids who were white. (Sean on the other hand was one of 3 white kids!) Looking back I know that among my closer friends one boy's parents were from Thailand, one girl was adopted from Guatemala and another guy was Native American. The mere fact that those details stand out says volumes. However, at the time I do not think we noticed or cared outside of school assignments that asked us to identify our backgrounds. My father often used terms that sounded awful and racist, however I never once witnessed him acting out that prejudice. He was a business man and through his associates I was introduced to the food and culture of people from around the world. I knew that despite his insensitive comments he really respected (or at times detested) people as individuals.

Once I left my parents home I moved to Madison, WI. Madison is a wonderful multicultural city, and while there is no doubt the population is less diverse than some cities there is an abundance of equality and acceptance. Never was a person's race an issue with my friends, peers or in any job. Pokes and digs were exchanged quite fairly!

So why talk about his now? I guess I am getting an education, and maybe it is better now than later. Of course we knew that a Haitian child would "stand out" in our family. However, so does our first adopted daughter. We have gotten used to the questions "Why doesn't she look like you" or "Where is she from" (While I answer honestly about her adoption, Sean takes pleasure in giving random answers that leave people confused) and I expected the same would be true.

Many people have asked questions. Some valid, some very rude. I have learned that many people, including Christians categorize other humans by preconceived ideas about the color (and hue) of their skin! I probably should not be shocked by this, but I really am. A few people have asked what "The people look like" in Haiti. I don't quite know what to say. I know they mean race, but, what to the people in Germany look like? How about Mexico, Australia?

The issue most often raised to us is if it is fair to her to be adopted by a white family. I am not sure if it is "fair". Our family visited a "black church" while we were looking for a church in a new town. It was intentional, we had heard the church referred to as "The Black Church". We were unprepared however for the record-scratching-to-a-stop pause when we, a noticeably large white family walked in the door. We smiled and introduced ourselves and ultimately enjoyed the service quite a bit. As we left a woman asked us why we would come there. Sean said "we were just looking for a good church". I think that is what people mean by "fair". We do not look the same. She will occasionally have to explain why her parents and siblings do not look like her. If she does experience racism we will not be able to speak from previous experience, there will be misconceptions. Without a doubt there are things that will be difficult.

All that said, who is to say a child from Russia or the Ukraine would not experience these same things!!! Since when do all white people look so generic than any white child, chosen at random could be assumed to be genetically mine? People have suggested we could have adopted an Asian child. Sure, they would look just like my blond haired, green eyed daughter. We would never have to explain an adoption. Sorry, sarcastic anger taking over....

Our daughter Sophia has lost both of her natural parents. She has scars from living an extremely difficult young life. Many, many children like her will not live to be adopted. That is what is unfair. That her absolutely beautiful dark skin would cause someone to turn her away, is more "unfair" than I can deal with. The rest is just life.

To share some experiences:

while speaking with a woman I mentioned we were adopting from Haiti. She looked uncomfortable and then replied "I have a neighbor from the Philippines". Confused, I asked if her neighbor was adopting. She said. "No, I just know her". And what??? Both Islands? We both dropped it.

An area family is adopting from Russia. They were having a fundraiser selling fireworks for the 4th of July. I wanted to support them so we found their tent and bought some things. We were the only people there so I shared that we also were adopting internationally. They seemed excited and asked where from. When I replied "Haiti" everything changed. The man took two steps back and said he could never have "adopted a child from that climate". I didn't get it so I told him that we were hoping to bring her home is the summer so the cold and snow were not such a shock! He stared blankly at me and I wondered what I missed. I figured it out on the way home.

My husband was speaking with a couple who we knew had adopted their son. He told them we were adopting again and they were happy. Sean mentioned Haiti and the man stopped him, telling him that if he had known we wanted a "black child" he could have gotten us one for $500.

I could go on and on, there are worse stories. I never knew! Just this week I read of a star college football player who is receiving threats because he plans to marry his cheerleader girlfriend who is white. A white family who adopted a Haitian child received similar threats. How is it possible that this still exists? Between multi-racial marriages and international adoptions, mixed race families are hardly unusual today. I guess the fact the the world could condemn people for something so inconsequential doesn't surprise me, but the fact that church going Christians can behave this way, and not even know it is wrong. I don't get it.

Haiti? It is a country... South of Florida...

I have always liked history and geography. I like to think I have at least a general sense of where most places in the world are. I also have a heart for missions... so I really want to know where people are talking about!

(Don't get me wrong, The first time I heard missionaries speak about Myanmar I had to look it up and the mention of Kirabati or Eritrea during the Olympic opening ceremonies causes me to scratch my head and realize just how little I know about the whole world around me. )

Perhaps it is because of the time that I lived in South Florida, or maybe it is because my Dad spends a lot of time watching the South Florida/ Caribbean weather and fishing reports; but I have just assumed most people know what/where Haiti is. At least a good general idea.

Tonight a woman asked me if I had 4 or 5 kids. I had 4 kids with me, and she may have seen me previously with my (now adult) step-daughter. I laughed and told her both were true. We have 4 children at home and are in the process of adopting a fifth from Haiti.

She repeated the question, so...do you have 4 or 5 then? Then it hit me, the issue I cannot get used to. There are Americans who have never heard of Haiti... I backed up and explained... we are adopting a daughter but she is not home yet because we are adopting her from a country called Haiti. It is an Island off the Southern coast of Florida. I received a very blank stare. She asked "Why do you have a child there?" I guess the answer "She was born there" did not sit all that well with her because she looked even more confused and I had to walk away.

It happens every day. Usually it is because my daughter Anna tells everyone about her sister in Haiti, but I hear the craziest questions!

Where is Haiti?
What is Haiti?
Is it a country?
Where is it?
Is that near China?
Were they part of Russia?
Is Haiti a state? (My personal favorite!)
What do they look like? (post to follow about this!!!)
I thought it was Cuba that was south of Florida...

I am astounded at the very large number of people who are so oblivious the countries so very near our own. I do not expect that most of us could correctly label all of the Caribbean Islands. But I do think we ought to know more than that Jamaica is a nice place to get a sun tan! (It might be very fun to stand at the Jamaica Air terminal and ask people to point out on a map the place they were traveling to...)

I once read that a staggering number of US students were unable to correctly point out the Atlantic Ocean on a map, and that bothers me! When I was in high school we had to take a mandatory 3 semesters of Wisconsin history and government, but only one semester of world history.

So, without ranting a whole bunch or becoming mean and sarcastic... Here is a map.

At the top is Florida, Miami and key west are labeled. Haiti is right in the middle on the Island of Hispaniola. The portion of the island that makes up the country of Haiti is said to be the "Jewel of the Caribbean" the most beautiful place among these beautiful tropical islands. How sad that it would also be the poorest country in the western hemisphere.

So, to those of you who have wondered which island, and those of you who wondered which continent... Now you know! (It is in North America, BTW)

Thursday, July 26, 2007

Next thing done.

I have completed and assembled all the paperwork for our agency. I need one thing notarized, but that is easy enough to do tomorrow before I mail them all. It is a big step, but it also means the beginning of the real work. The dossier list (all the papers that go to Haiti including the home study) is not exactly difficult but it will take some odd chasing around of papers were sure no one would ever ask for in a million years!

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

My Kids favorite picture:



My kids love this picture. I think it foreshadows afternoons chasing each other around the house and yard. It just shows a playfulness that they could identify right away. Anna broke into delighted laughter as soon as I turned the computer around. "Look Mom! Sophia knows how to play leviathan!" Zaia simply thought she was "Being a monster" and Melissa followed suit by raising her arms and growling back before giggling and running off. I love it, LOVE IT!



Tuesday, July 24, 2007

The all new For His Glory Video!!!

For His Glory Newsletter

I tried this link and it does seem to work. Let me know if anyone has trouble!

http://f1.grp.yahoofs.com/v1/kKCmRltDrgb_yBOoJetDDldP3Q3gHwn2bn0J8Fz7P8cuEy6psaFLOD3YthYASw494RSWga0hKfcKHKVcZSIfnRpBU6uhgoqR2uhuIT_mS31sBEer/FHG_Jul_Newsletter.pdf

Monday's failures...

If I were being graded on my Christan or responsible behavior today I would have failed completely. It has not been a terribly unhappy day, but certainly and unsettling one!

I agreed to fast Mondays. Sunday night an unexpected out of town guest arrived. In caring for my guest I made special lunch/ dinner plans and didn't remember the fast until late afternoon. I then felt very guilty.

Monday night I teach a childbirth class. I was deep into making a special Indian dish when... unexpectedly my students began to arrive! My whole house smelled like curry!

While teaching my class I remembered that as "Crisis care coordinator" in our church I was supposed be at a local hospital (at just that moment) praying for a woman after her surgery. I was able to send Sean in my place but DUH!!!

My guest asked if my children were done in the bathroom so that she could shower. I then remembered that earlier in the day I had sprayed the walls and tub with bathroom cleaner but gotten distracted and never returned to it!

I mis-remembered the measurements for Joe's bedroom and bought 45 feet of wallpaper border. The room measures 46 feet. It was on clearance, there is no more. Time to be creative I guess.

I have tried to put up a new video here about our orphanage. It comes in two easy to use or post formats. At this time I cannot get either to work or post.

Hopefully Tuesday will be a much more successful day!