Written by: Barah
Today, I witnessed an old white man call a black woman the b-word for no reason what so ever. Not so lucky for him, her husband was right there waiting to pick her up. And he heard everything that was said to her and did what he felt needed to be done. The woman had two little girls with her and I couldn’t believe someone dared to talk to her like that let alone with two little ones right there.
The only thing I could think of at that moment was “what is that poor lady feeling?”. I remembered the day a white man made me feel bad because of my religion. And how much I appreciated those pedestrians that stopped by to make me feel better.
So that’s what I did, I walked up to that lady after it settled down. And told her to just forget the racist man and to just focus on her and her girls. She remembered me from earlier that day when we talked before we boarded the plane. And she truly needed someone from that large crowd that just watched it all happen to tell her something nice. And I’m so happy I was that person.
Moral of the story, if you ever run into a heated situation that you can’t intervene in; the least you can do is be that support for the victim. It truly makes a difference!