After a recent interview with the Boston Center for Refugee Health & Human Rights for my human rights class, I learned that this wonderful organization is in desperate need of the following:
Individual Wrapped Snacks For The Waiting Room (Energy Bars, Peanut Butter Crackers, Etc.)
If you have the opportunity to donate please do so or if you live in the Metrowest area I will be doing a collection and bringing it into Boston. You can message me directly if you would like to drop off donations directly to my home.
The Boston Center for Refugee Health and Human Right's mission is to provide holistic health care coordinated with social services and legal aid for asylum seekers, refugees, survivors of torture, and their families.
They also train professionals to serve this population, conduct research to understand and implement best-practices, and promote health and human rights, locally and globally, to improve the quality of life for survivors of torture and their communities.
Sometimes life has a way of knocking out all of our creativity and passion. We are forced to fit within perfect little boxes. Why? It's easier this way. Like little ants that follow in line, the mechanics of society are able to operate most effectively this way.
But what is life without color? Without interpretation or expression, what is the point?
When I go for a run I'm often running down the road or through a park. I like running because of the way it makes me feel but I also hate running. But what I do love is dancing! After my dad died, I made the decision that I would be brave and be myself. I opened myself up to feeling vulnerable. Now when I run, I also dance. And not just snap my fingers and sway, but really all out dance. I twirl, I shimmy, I close my eyes and put my arms in the air and dance. Yes, at times I feel embarrassed. Those that pass me by are often confused as to what I'm doing but they always have a smile on their face. I am trying to show them that they too can have the courage to do their "dance." They can live the life that brings them joy.
I think you may like this sweet short film. Let's bring the color back into this world.
The New Jim Crow by Michelle Alexander was one of the most eyeopening books that I have ever read. Please, consider reading it. It will change everything you thought you new about racism and discrimination in the United States today.
I look forward to sharing my thoughts soon!
Today was a typical Saturday morning. I went for a run, tidied up the house and had breakfast. James asked if I would play with him and of course I said yes. We went up to his room, read a few stories and talked about his first week of kindergarten.
He then got a big smile on his face and announced that he wanted to play cops and robbers! I felt a twinge inside of me. "Ugh, really?" I thought to myself. I immediately started to try to rationalize it in my head. What boy doesn't want to play cops and robbers? It's okay, isn't it? Society tells me that it's harmless and that it's normal. Surely I'm just overreacting?
Deep down I knew I wasn't overreacting. I had just spent the past week watching films for my human rights class about the systematic root cause of the culture of male violence, bullying, sexism, discrimination and powers of oppression. What I found out was that it is all learned behavior.
Boys are taught that they need to be tough, aggressive and suppress their emotions or they risk being shamed. This gender stereotyping is perpetuated every day by the way we talk to our children and what our expectations are of them. We even see it in movies where males are portrayed as tough and often have to fight to show dominance. Phrases like "boys will be boys," "man up," or even "boys don't cry" are not helpful and only further perpetuate systematic oppression. As Jackson Katz explained in his film, Tough Guise 2, we are a "culture that romanticizes violent masculinity" (Katz, Tough guise 2).
So what do I do? How is a mom supposed to let her son play and use his imagination but weave these very important messages (that often counteract societal norms) into his life? It dawned on me, I could do this through play. Instead of saying to my son that we couldn't play cops and robbers, I simply turned play into a teachable moment.
I wanted to break the idea that there are good guys and that there are bad guys. I wanted to stop the us vs. them mentality that my five-year-old had already developed. Instead, I wanted to show him that we have the opportunity to look at the individual and to hear their story instead of relying on biases and false generalizations.
Here's how it played out:
James (As the Police Car): Let's play cops and robbers! Wee oooo weee oooo, stop right there, robber!
Me (As the Dinosaur): Oh no! Why are you coming after me?
James (As the Police Car): Because you just robbed the bank! You belong in jail!
This is where I started asking the probing questions:
Me: Why do you think the dinosaur needed to rob the bank?
James: Because he is mean and needed money!
Me: Why do you think he was being mean?
James: Hmm, maybe because he has no friends.
Me: Oh, I see. How do you think that makes the dinosaur feel?
James: Sad, really sad.
Me: Yes, I can understand that. What do you think you could do to make him feel better?
James: We give him money.
Me: That's an interesting idea. Do you think that would solve his problems?
James: Hmm, maybe not. Maybe the police man could help the dinosaur out instead of putting him in jail?
This is where we went back to playing:
James (As the Police Car): Oh hi dinosaur! You don't need to rob the bank. Let's talk about it. Want to be friends?
Me (As the Dinosaur): Oh yes, thank you! I was feeling so lonely. I really needed a friend.
James (As the Police Car): Okay! We are friends now, let's go play!
Although this is just a bit of imagination, it replicates what happens in our society. We go from step 1 to 10 and miss all of the steps in between. Those in between steps are the good stuff. That is where we learn, we break down barriers, we confront our biases, and we learn how to empathize and show compassion.
Perhaps the next time James decides to play cops and robbers with a friend or a classmate, he too can ask these thought provoking questions that can open the minds of his fellow peers.
We need to stop "fighting" crime and start teaching kindness. This is how systematic change happens...grassroots and from the bottom up. We can teach our sweet, special, and wonderful boys that it is actually brave to have empathy and show compassion. For when they are older and find themselves in a position to either bully or befriend, I hope that they choose to befriend, as they will have learned the skills to act with courage and show kindness.
So you see, lessons don't just happen in the classroom. They can happen everywhere. Look for those teachable moments that can change the hearts and minds of our children, who will later be the ones that will teach the future.
If you're interested in films around these important themes, I suggest the following:
Tough Guise 2
Katz, J. (2013). Tough guise 2: The ongoing crisis of violent masculinity [Video file].
Morning run through Dungarvan, Ireland. Stopped by Blasta Wholefoods for a bit of Nobo Irish Salted Caramel vegan ice cream. Absolutely delicious!
Stopped by the side of the road in Kilmacthomas, Ireland to meet this beautiful horse.
Teaching my son about showing kindness and compassion to all beings.
During our time in Ireland we biked 26K on the Waterfood Greenway. We got to enjoy the beautiful countryside views and pick wild blackberries.
Be sure to scroll through the photos!
A short film I made as a tribute to my son and his boundless love for life and beautiful spirit.
Be sure to have the sound on!
"Looking Through James' Eyes"
August 24th, 2018
Worth a watch! Inspirational video about how each and every person can make a difference.