I was talking to a friend the other day (online, of course, because Covid), and the subject of Willow Tree ornaments came up.
I don’t know if it was a worldwide thing, but for a while, everyone in the UK had AT LEAST one. We had three, back in the day.
Anyway, I sent the link to Zoom chat, and she said: ‘Oh yeah. They are really white, aren’t they?’
And here is where I call myself out.
For not realising this, at all. For never considering how these ornaments are made a facsimile, not of ‘every man (women or child)’ but actually ‘every white man (women or child).’ For not realising that being able to recognise myself in those faceless ornaments meant that other people would be made to feel other, different. Again.
This. Is. White. Privilege.
Listen to Code Switch, 2 Dope Queens, Caught by WNYC Studio, Race Traitor on the Heart, and The Stakes with Kai Wright.
Follow Rachel Cargle and Waste Free Marie on Instagram.
Read Roxane Gay, Alice Walker, Nadine Aisha Jassat, Hannah Lavery, Toni Morrison, Maya Angelou, Otegha Uwagba, Salena Godden.
Read Girl, Woman, Other by Bernadine Evaristo. Read Queenie, by Candice Carty-Williams.
Read this. Read this. Show your kids this. Read Malorie Blackman to your kids.
This is not a US specific thing. Sheku Bayoh: not a name you recognise? More info here.
Find out what kettling means here.
I need to do the work, too. There are not enough books by people of colour on my shelves. I don’t have enough recommendations for follows on Instagram or Twitter. I need good, clear articles at my fingertips. I have work to do.