Be Aware
Labels for groups of people are ridik.
No one fits.
Generalizations silly.
Few fit.
Bigots, unlearned, unaware, uninformed, unfriendly, unopen.
Not me.
Not me.
Not me.
Ha!
One day during counseling class I remembered how mad
it used to make me when a boy could shout out an answer,
but if a girl did it without raising her hand
I was punished.
This used to enrage me.
I used to plot the teacher's demise.
If I pointed it out, I was swiftly punished.
Damn it made me mad!
I am still mad, fifty years later.
This is when I realized I had been letting the boys
shout out, but the girls had to raise their hands
or
I verbally cut off their heads.
Shame on me!
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