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He needed help. I gave it.

G. Wilkins,
Lakewood, CO

At 5’2” I was a petite young White female who adored road trips, had driven mostly alone through all of the 50 United States. Oh yes, I’ve had many adventures. Many people helped me along the way when I had car trouble.

In my 40’s, (around 1985) I made a road trip into the “Great American South”. I can’t remember why but this trip my goal was up the East Coast. I dropped a friend somewhere in Louisiana and kept going along the Gulf of Mexico, turning north onto I-95 when I met the Atlantic Ocean. My immediate destination became Washington DC. Heading north into South Carolina, I recall foot thick trees snapped by a recent hurricane which might help date this event.

Though I kept a cooler in the passenger-seat footwell, I took an exit to try to find a better lunch. There had been recent heavy rain. The slick exit ramp curved, hiding everything but the trees lining it. Suddenly I came across a car flipped entirely on its roof and a man about my age standing just looking at it. I stopped, and asked him, “Are you okay?” He gave me a dazed look. “Is that your car? Is anyone else in it?” I asked. “I need to get to a phone” he replied. (This was before the days of cell phones.) “Are you hurt? Is anyone else?” No answer. “Get in,” I said. “We’ll find a phone.” I told him to put the cooler in the backseat. He started to climb into the backseat. I said, “No, put the cooler in the backseat and ride up front with me.” He did and gave me directions to a small strip mall not far off the highway exit. He asked to be dropped off there. I did, but was still anxious about leaving him, concerned he might have had head trauma,. “Are you going to be able to contact someone?” He assured me he would. I reluctantly left him behind and continued my search for lunch. My trip home to Colorado was uneventful. But I still wonder if I shouldn’t have left him alone until his friend showed up. Why? He was Black. Ho hum. That shouldn’t make a difference should it?

I worked hard to get here

Michael Toth
Columbus, OH

I get that yes in theory as a white male I have a head start in life, but I most certainly did not have it handed to me on a silver platter. I worked hard to get into college and am still working hard to make the massive student loan debt worth it when I get a good job. I would not even be in college if it was not for a small (and I mean less than close to covering 4 years of college) account left to me that covers the holes left by loans, grants and scholarships. I understand that concern for non-whites and non-males is important, hell I support it. But please don’t forget that just because a guy is white, that does not mean he does not need help or that he worked any less hard to get where he is.

I’m white. How can I help?

Anonymous,
UK

I feel that as a white American I have the ability to help and I want to help. I also feel that there are many bad ways to help that don’t improve anything. I want to make a positive change, I don’t want to put my mind into something and have it be negative. This is why I ask, How can I help? I want to help make a positive impact, I need to know how to do it.

I wanna help but I’m scared.

Nichole Proctor,
Harriman, TN

Being white and living in the south can be scary. My husband and I carry white guilt. We know we’re privileged and we’re afraid to rock the boat. We believe in equality for all. We have raised our kids to use their white privilege in positive ways. But we are scared of being targeted by less enlightened people around us if we take a stand.

White Male Teacher Looking to Help

ps-testNewo Zoils,
Minneapolis, MN.

I understand that as a white male in America I have in many unconscious ways perpetuated racism. I and my family have also benefited from over hundreds of years of white privilege. This is a systemic problem in America that continues to be unresolved. I am a teacher and one can see racism continue to play out in the racial achievement gap. In education people are constantly trying to explain the achievement gap by pointing the finger at the students home life, and other factors out of the school’s control. It’s very easy as a teacher to do this. I think every white teacher, and every white person in America needs to take a long look at the history (and continued history of racism in America), and first acknowledge that it exists, and that if you are white you have benefited from being white. Racism isn’t about isolated cases about how individual white people grew up, or feel like they’ve been treated, or feel like they believe X,Y,and Z. If we look carefully we can see that racism is, and has been a huge problem in the United States and continues to be a huge problem.

I think after realizing this the only response that makes sense is to look at oneself and ask: How am I part of this problem? As a teacher I am constantly asking myself: How am I treating or thinking about my students of color differently? Am I? Are other people? How do people of color feel in my classroom? In my school? How can I do my absolute best to make sure I am equitably serving ALL of the students in my classroom? As a society I think we have to take this approach. We as white people, largely in power STILL in this country need to ask, how can our country equitably serve ALL people regardless of race? I think this is a continual process of growth and reflection. I know I am far from having any definitive answers or even understanding my own relationships with race, but I am interested in listening to people of color’s experience in America and striving to do what I can to equitably treat and serve all people.

A$!@n Kid Helps Teacher with Computer

Khoa Le,
Elk Grove, CA.

Ever since I started school as a kid, whether it’s a math class, history, or English, a teacher will always have technical difficulties with their computer. They then ask the class, does anyone know how to fix this. An Asian kid raises his hand and helps the teacher. As I get older, I start to realize the patterns in what teachers expect of Asians.

Am I too White to Help?

Olivia Loesch,
SHAKOPEE, MN.

I always feel bad when I am trying to work at Target and go through my day when I see someone being racial to a guest. I try to step in but typically the white person makes me help them instead. I want to help all of those around me in the end, but am I too white to help those who need it?

Don’t Hate Me Because I’m White

Julie Kendall,
Duncan, OK.

I feel stereotyped and judged just because I was born a white female and am considered a conservative, and am older. I didn’t choose my ethnicity any more than the next person. What’s this term “privileged” that I keep seeing posted everywhere in conjunction with being white? That’s kind of offensive. Do you know my story? Have you walked in my shoes? Do you know me as a person? Do you know my heart? Don’t judge and for sure don’t hate. I consider myself pretty selfless, empathetic, loving, giving, and kind. I strive to see ALL people as just…people. I want fairness. I’m against racial injustice. I want peace and love for America. How can I help? How can we get there?

So much work to be done.

Jen Davison,
Seattle, WA.

I am White. When I voted for Obama I said “I don’t see color.” Well, I do now–and I feel ashamed and flabbergasted that I’d not realized my privilege before. Trying my best to dismantle my own White-Supremacy beliefs and behaviors and to be an ally–or at least to hurt people less. Makes me sad to see/hear Whites who don’t (yet?) get it. But it’s nothing compared to what people of color feel and experience every day. I hope these times of hate crimes and White nationalism are a threshold event for a more just society. I will do what I can to help.

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