Ellie first learned about Martin Luther King Jr. 2 years ago, it wasn’t me who taught her, they talk to her about it at school. That was actually intentional. I had struggled with how I would teach Ellie to love everyone regardless the color of their skins or any other differences. I had under estimated how smart my little girl was.
“Of course,” she told me, “everyone looks different. Their eyes, hair, height, weight, and the color of their skin is different on everyone.”
After she had learned about Martin Luther King Jr. at school she said to me “No one had exactly the same color of skin so why would that be a reason to not like someone?” She just didn’t get it.
In our household the conversation about the differences in skin colors only comes up once a year. Always around Martin Luther Kings Jr. birthday and always with the same response “It doesn’t make any sense Mom. How can someone decide they don’t like another person because of the color of their skin.” My response normally goes something like “Honey, they just didn’t know any better.” Because I like her, just don’t understand.
I believe with my whole heart that it’s our children’s generation that will see Mr. King’s dream complete. This is also a great time to teach our children to dream. Dream of a better world.
Love you Ellie Belly and my heart swells with pride daily because of you!