It makes me sad to watch my children develop their own animosities to black people, after having been raised not to, by their own observations about the behavior of the black children in their school.
I agree....
When we lived in Louisiana, my sons had several black children in their schools, because.. we lived in a small town (Sulphur) with a decent percentage of blacks who lived near us, and who worked at good jobs in the chemical plants. They all got along just fine. Several would come to our house to play after school. I coached my son’s BBall team, with a lot of help from one of the black fathers. They managed to maintain their own “culture”, but were openly accepted by all.
When we moved to Louisville, the only blacks they saw at Middle School were those bussed in from the inner city. 80% of them were unbelievably disruptive. They would “hang together” separately in gangs, they cursed at the teachers, they refused to do ANYTHING To participate in the learning process... and, the school did nothing to them... just passed them along.
It broke my heart to hear the way their opinions were changed. Fortunately, they’ve had better experiences in High School and college.