When I look at my son, I see a strong sense of compassion and vulnerability when it comes to putting people’s needs before his own. I also remember how I used to be the same way. Way back when. Unfortunately, some of my compassion and vulnerability I had when I was younger that I desperately tried to hold onto has been slowing away. There’s still a little bit left, but that’s reserved for old people, babies and puppies.

My 13-year-old son wears rose-colored Wayfarers. He sees the good in everyone, and wouldn’t dare hurt anyone’s feelings, intentionally or unintentionally. He’s the kid who in 5th grade dealt with a bully, but felt bad for hitting him back. I was the parent that followed the bully home to have a one on one with the kid’s mother. Now for the last three years, that same bully is a common fixture in our home.

The world we live in isn’t always a kind one. I remember having my own pair of rose-colored glasses, but they broke. Once they broke, I didn’t bother repairing them. Occasionally, I’ll slide in some contacts, but only because they’re removable. I wouldn’t call myself a full-blown pessimist, but I no longer wear my optimism on my sleeve.

In trying to teach my son about the world we live in, and the elements of it that aren’t positive, he tends to brush off my advice. He thinks I’m being mean, when in actuality, I’d rather teach him about certain things, instead of him having to deal with it firsthand. In using my own life experiences, I would hope he can learn something and carry it along with him.

Although I look forward to seeing him grow up and have certain experiences of his own, the future scares me. I want him to be able to keep the same attitude he has today, but still have a sense of caution, especially when dealing with other people. Trying to teach a teenager that not everyone has their best interests at heart, hasn’t been easy.

Who knows, maybe by the time I’m older, the world and the people in it will be a better place for him. Until then, I’m hoping his rose-colored glasses don’t break.

What concerns you the most about the world your children (future children)may grow up in?

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  • apple

    because they will grow up black and will automatically be set up to be hurt,discriminated against and hated. not to mention how the rest of humanity is f*ked with its hatred,violence,greed and etc. which makes me not want to have kids, they are better off not existing then to feel what i what i feel for life.

    • You can’t let other people influence your emotional well being. Although it is tough living in the skin we’re in, you should not give anyone that kind of power.

  • Kam

    I too am very afraid for the future of Black children, especially for their education. I am surprised that Black people aren’t stark raving mad about the current state of education. We have some places where less than 50 percent of Black students graduate from high school. Those who don’t graduate are shut out of jobs. We also do not have enough students in the STEM fields. When I look at my campus the engineering programs are filled with foreigners, Africans, Chinese, Middle Easterners, Indians. Like it or not the future is in technology. Other groups come into a beginner computer science class already knowing how to program. Our kids do not. This will hurt them in their future job prospects, but people seem so complacent.

    I also worry about the sky high out of wedlock rate and low rates of marriage. This is hurting our children, and it seems only a few people are really worried about it. The rest hem and haw and make excuses but never do anything to change it.

    Lastly I worry about self-hatred and the damage that will be done to our children’s psyche at the hands of the media and specifically Black entertainers. Our children do not love themselves. They say they do, but their behaviors reveal they don’t. And when we have the same result to the doll test in 2012 as we had in the 1950s we’ve got a big problem.