being your own man


My lesson for this week, or rather for this month came from my tiny two year old nephew. See when you have a kid around you always try to test how bright he/she is. It’s no different from my family. So we are sitted quizzing the said nephew on our family tree and apart from a few glitches the kid was awesomely accurate. The last question to this genius of a kid was, “who’s your brother?”. U have to understand that he is an only child and this was a trick question if i could call it that. But the kid drops a shocker declaring rather arrogantly for a kid his age,“Deng”.

Deng is a Sudanese neighbor of ours. and you guessed it, no relation whatsoever. You should have seen our faces after this declaration! my sister could not stop herself from laughing. looking at the kid i came to realize, where you and i see tribe or race, a kid only sees brotherhood. The innocence that comes with being young, the mutual love and respect how does it all go to waste?

Someone may call it the sins of the father or in this case the sins of the parents. a majority of us grow up knowing that we are no different from the neighbors kid. eventually we start picking up on what our parents say about them, then we come to the realization that we are different and we start treating each other differently. or maybe its just the law of nature. even the good book distinguishes between the children of the Israelites from others. despite all that i try to live like a kid, i try to hold my prejudices in check and above all i will not Hate anyone on behalf of my tribe, my parents or my race. you could say i am my own man!!!!!!!!!!!

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2 thoughts on “being your own man

  1. We are all equal in the fact that we are all different. We are all the same in the fact that we will never be the same. We are united by the reality that all colours and all cultures are distinct & individual. We are harmonious in the reality that we are all held to this earth by the same gravity. We don’t share blood, but we share the air that keeps us alive. I will not blind myself and say that my black brother is not different from me. I will not blind myself and say that my brown sister is not different from me. But my black brother is he as much as I am me. But my brown sister is she as much as I am me.

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