I was driving home today and stopped at a stop sign. I noticed a woman walking with her two daughters (or at least I assume they were hers). Lately, since I know I probably won't be having any daughters of my own, moms with girl children do make more of an impression on me and I have a soft spot for girls. Don't get me wrong . . . the more I think about it, the more I think I was supposed to have boys and there are some parts of having sons that are really just priceless. Anyway . . . I thought they looked sweet all walking together (the girls had matching coats). The girls had to be about 8 and 5.
So by the time I cleared the stop sign, parked and collected my things to go into the house, the mom and her two girls were close by. I climbed my front steps, expecting to catch one more delightful glimpse of the three and the next thing I knew, I saw this mother shove the oldest girl. Hard. So hard she stumbled.
And the next part I don't even want to tell. Because if these girls are being treated like this in the street, I shudder to think what happens at home.
She says to this girl child, "You fucking idiot. I swear to God you do that shit again I will punch you in your fucking face. Both of you fucking idiots!"
I don't know what this little girl did but there is simply nothing that could have warranted this kind of reaction from her mother. No amount of annoying or disobedient behavior could have warranted that kind of violation of that girl's personhood. Especially since she had no way of defending herself.
Oh, I was on the verge of saying something. It was all just so inappropriate and uncalled for but I quickly remembered that I had just parked and I was in front of my house. The last thing I want or need is beef with the hood element in this town. So I didn't speak up for those two little girls.
I feel a bit guilty about it and every time I close my eyes, I imagine all kinds of horrors happening to those two beautiful, Black girls. I think of that movie Precious and my eyes start to sting a little bit. It was so saddening, ya'll. I mean, I've seen it before in this town but often it's directed towards Black boys. I'm not saying that boys are more capable of handling it but it never made such a painful impression on me. I keep thinking about how damaged their self-esteem will be and all the sad and costly repercussions low self-esteem has on girls. (((Sigh))). Maybe it's because my moon time is soon coming that I'm so sensitive . . .
When you pray or meditate next, would you please hold these girls in your thoughts? I surely will be doing that tonight. I'll be wrapping them in love and lighting a candle in hopes that their ways will be lighted.
Photo Credit: "In Memory of Keks" by co L on Flickr.com