Sometimes when you have a child of a different race there are definite advantages. Here is what I mean my son had a school program and he was walking in front of me, because he is too cool to be seen with his old mom. Another student yelled “Hey George your fat”. I turned around and asked the rude child what his name was and when he asked why I told him that his teacher was going to be made aware that he called my son fat. The boy said that George was not my son because I am white and he is black. When I explained what happened to the teacher the child was quickly made aware whose mother I am and that it is not ok to call anyone fat or any other name. The teacher said he was getting detention but I wanted to make sure his parents were aware of the situation also.
I patiently waited at the end of the program for the rude child to get picked up from the classroom. When his mother arrived I asked her if I could talk with her and when we stepped aside I kindly explained to her what her child had said to my son and then questioned whether I was his mom or not. I also said that I thought her son owed me and my son both apologies. She looked at him and asked if he did it, you could just look at his face to know he was guilty. His mother apologized for her son’s behavior and then he apologized as well. I then explained to her that he would be receiving a detention the following Monday.
When we got home my son asked why I got so upset by what was said. My reply was simple because he was my son, I don’t care if he is black, white, purple or blue, he was my son and no one was going to call him names.