The Invisible Wall


It really bothers me that color is a small word with huge descriptions and how these two colors, black and white have become like oil mixed with water. Why?

Everywhere you look there is turmoil. Fighting for a race, fighting for a right. It has taken over every part of the world.

The fact is; that we are each equal. One is no better than the other and we all have the right to take space in this world.

I got my scooter out last evening and grabbed my camera. I decided to take some photos, which I showed you above. I live in an area of black and white. A small community but I wouldn’t consider it a close knit neighborhood after last evenings ride.

I ask to take the photos of the kids. The kids liked showing off for the photos but I got the look from the parents. I felt like I was about to make an attack on someone. The looks weren’t angry, but they were looks of fear.

What was I doing speaking to them? Why did I want to photograph their kids? I explained I was a photographer and that seemed to settle things down, but the tension was still there. It is sad in my eyes.

I remember when I used to work in the nursing field. I worked with mixed colors and believe me, the black women I worked beside could really make me laugh up a storm. I became close enough with one gal, that I asked her one evening if she wanted to go out and get a coke after work to just unwind and laugh. Immediately, her smile left and she said, “Work was one thing,but we weren’t mixing after work.”

It hurt my feelings but I understood. Maybe I will never understand it from their point, but all I do understand, is color doesn’t keep me from being friendly and wanting to make friends.

10 thoughts on “The Invisible Wall

  1. Terry, if you are genuinely interested in the answers to these questions, you should actually put in the work to learn more about American history? Preferably more history that doesn’t center white feelings? Who benefits from the separation of white, and Black? How did that occur? And why does it continue to occur in America? Who is most uncomfortable? Who calls the police when Black people don’t seem to “be in the right part of town”, or are “looking too long at the shelves”. Why are some neighbourhoods more segregated than others? Lol. Do the research. Don’t simply stop here. Look at redlining. Sundown towns–heck, towns many of us will not stop in during the daylight in 2020. People driving around with Confederate flags, and nooses as we speak. Black people still being lynched in 2020 (5 since the murder of George Floyd triggered protests, and all immediately ruled suicides) for…not wanting to be murdered by police officers. Do a deep dive into Emmett Till. What did assumed over-friendliness cost him as a Black boy? Read about the Black children, and women kept in enclosures/zoos for white consumption, and white people to take pictures of, pet, prod. Or about the white people who still have lynching photos, and the parts of lynched Black people’s bodies as mementos from their local lynching picnics.

    So. You wanting to take photographs, no matter how well-meaning comes with a weight. Ignoring it because you mean well, does not remove the act from the current context. And the current context is that Black people, people like me, are literally being murdered/threatened/brutalised every day for the simple act of being something we cannot change. Black. And the people who created that problem are…white people. White people were the ones who decided we are not equals, and white people are the ones who continue to do what they can to remind us of that by worshipping symbols of oppression/cruelty/enslavement, and white people are the ones who punish us, and label us violent animals when we stand up, and say we are equal, and we refuse to accept degradation, and fear as an acceptable price of being Black.

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  2. I am Canadian and we never had that kind of problem where I grew up. We mixed together and thought nothing strange about a white person having a Black person for a friend. In fact, my high school, where there was an overwhelming majority of whites, we had a Black student council leader. He was my friend’s brother and one of the top students in the school. But Canada did not have the root problem of slavery to influence people and I am so thankful for that. I have had many beautiful Black friends over the years. We have several in our mostly-white church and they are loved and counted as being part of our family.

    I am seeing some of the results of the BLM movement which I thought was to side for the Blacks to move toward improvement for their lives, yet I see businesses owned by Blacks also being destroyed. What is that all about? Instead of rioting, it would be more to the point to sit down together and try to get to know each other and understand where each side is coming from. More fighting divides more. It doesn’t heal breaches. Both sides need to be responsible for this. The walls that you talk about, Terry, really need to come down because the Lord loves all of us equally and I am sure it grieves Him terribly to see what humanity has created with this division.

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    • I am glad that you didn’t grow up without racism. Today every word or action spoken seems to offend someone. After so many years of injustice, whenever someone is attacked, the riots arise. I think the pent up feelings are quick to release and for that moment, people forget what they truly are fighting for and begin to attack themselves in some form. I pray for peace to find its way back to our world

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  3. I don’t remember learning about this in school, but I recently learned that Canada abolished slavery sometime during the 1790s. I know we do have racists in Canada, but it is not the general attitude. I think they are in every country. And of course we were the end of the route for the underground railway for escaping slaves. They were welcomed here for the most part, though, as now, there were those who objected even then.

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    • I know it sounds crazy but slavery has been a high interest for me for many years. I have been to slave sites and my favorite book is Black Like Me. Slavery has been here as late as the fifties and slavery is still a big topic in some form, especially when one’s feelings are hurt

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      • I read Black Like Me years ago and still have a copy! There is a cabin over an hour’s drive from here where the slaves came from the underground railway. I keep telling myself I’m going to visit there, but haven’t got around to it yet. One of these days once we can go where we like. 🙂

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      • That would be a great treat! If I ever do get there I’ll either send you pictures or do a blog post. I am a little leery of travelling too much too far until I get some new tires and am not sure when that will happen. I also think, by the sound of it, that I need some work done on my exhaust system. I would like to get there this sometime this summer, though.

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