It’s too bad we don’t know the person’s name who
said it, for there is much truth in the statement: “What man does not understand, he fears; and what he fears, he tends to
destroy.”
Michael Dunn claimed fear was the reason he shot to
death the young black man, Jordan Davis at a Jacksonville, Fla., gas station in
an argument over loud music. Did Davis point a gun at Dunn, as he alleged?
No
gun was ever found.
Columnist Leonard Pitts, Jr.,
quipped that Dunn’s impulsive decision to shoot at the young men in the SUV may
have been made in a kind of fear, a fear that is “the unspoken but clear
recognition that black boys and men are our national boogeymen---they threaten
by existing…”
While Pitts’ assessment is on
target, fear extends beyond some whites’ apprehension of black boys and men. Our
society is riveted with misunderstanding and distrust with the result that
whether red or yellow, black or white, gay or straight, we fear each other.
We would do well to remember how
little Ruby Bridges dealt with her fear back in 1960, when she was just six
years old.
Because of her high test scores,
Bridges was selected to attend an all-white school in New Orleans, LA..
When local authorities refused to provide
protection for Ruby, President Eisenhower sent Federal Deputy Marshalls to
escort her to school.
Years later in an interview with
Charlayne Hunter-Gault on PBS NewsHour, Ruby described the first day she
arrived at the school: "Driving up I could see the crowd, but living in
New Orleans, I actually thought it was Mardi Gras. There was a large crowd of people outside of the school. They
were throwing things and shouting, and that sort of goes on in New Orleans at
Mardi Gras."
Only one person, Barbara Henry,
agreed to teach Ruby. White parents boycotted and wouldn’t send their children
to the school. So for an entire year, it was just Ms. Henry and Ruby, alone in
the classroom.
And every day the Federal Marshalls
would escort Ruby through the gauntlet of jeering people as she arrived at
school. One parent repeatedly threatened to poison Ruby, so the Marshalls
insisted that Ruby only eat food she brought from her home. Another lady would
hold a small wooden casket with a black baby doll in it as Ruby passed by.
Dr. Robert Coles, a child psychiatrist
who volunteered to provide weekly counseling for Bridges, was mystified as to
how Ruby could apparently remain so well-adjusted throughout the harrowing
ordeal.
Ruby’s equanimity was likely the
result of something her mother taught her.
Her mother told Ruby that whenever
she was afraid, she should pray: “If I’m not with you and
you’re afraid, then always say your prayers.”
So each day on the way to
school, Ruby would pray.
One day Ms. Henry watched from her
class window as the Federal Marshalls escorted Ruby through the taunting crowd.
Then something out of the ordinary happened.
Ruby turned and appeared to be
talking back to the people. When Ms. Henry asked Ruby what she had said, Ruby
insisted she hadn't said anything to them.
“But I saw you speaking,” Ms. Henry
countered.
“I wasn't talking to them,” Ruby
explained. “I was praying for them.”
Ruby had following her mother’s
instructions, but that that day she had forgotten to pray. So, on the steps of
the school, Ruby turned to the people and prayed.
And what did she pray?
According to Dr. Robert Coles,
Ruby’s pray went like this:
Please God,
try to forgive these people.
Because even if they say those bad things,
They don't know what they're doing.
So You could forgive them,
Just like You did those folks a long time ago
When they said terrible things about You.
Because even if they say those bad things,
They don't know what they're doing.
So You could forgive them,
Just like You did those folks a long time ago
When they said terrible things about You.
Had Mr. Michael Dunn been half as brave
as Ruby Bridges, he would not be facing the prospects of spending his remaining
years behind bars, and Jordan Davis would still be alive.
Wouldn't our world be a better
place if we would all take heed and practice the simple yet profound pray of Ruby Bridges?
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