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Bernice L. McFadden | = Longreads | August 2021 | 15 minutes (4,049 words)

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I discove= red through DNA testing that my first maternal ancestor in the United State= s came from the country in Africa now known as Cameroon. This Cameroonian a= ncestor was a member of the Bamileke tribe ? an ethnic group which originat= ed in Egypt.

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The table= and the chair were invented in Egypt around 2500 B.C. Egypt is a country l= ocated in Northeast Africa and not in the Middle East as people have been m= isled to believe. Do you find it ironic that gaining a seat at the table ha= s become a metaphor for the advancement into spaces that are historically a= nd predominately white and male and generally resistant to Black and female= representation?

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Recently,= Black people and women have been crashing those homogenized parties, bring= ing with them their own chairs or filling vacant ones at those proverbial t= ables.

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Some of t= he gatekeepers feign acceptance of the racial modifications of these platfo= rms, while others have no qualms conveying their disdain or outright outrag= e at the presence of a Black person at said table. For example, on Jan. 25,= 2012, Jan Brewer, the former governor of Arizona, stood on the airport tarmac and chas= tised, like a child, one Barack Hussein Obama ? a Black man who was, at the= time, the sitting president of the United States of America. Moments later= , when Brewer was asked about the incident she said, ?He was a little distu= rbed about my book.?

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Other gat= ekeepers are covert with their contempt, preferring to close their arms aro= und unwelcomed Black people in an insincere embrace as they sink a blade in= to their backs.

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I have a = longtime friend. She and I are BFFs and are as close as sisters. She is whi= te and Filipino, and we have been friends since 1979, when we first met at = our mostly white boarding school in the rural Pennsylvania town of Danville=

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We are bo= th the eldest of four children, both raised in two-parent households.

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For most = of our relationship, race was not a topic of discussion. However, that chan= ged in the early 2000s when she came to New York to spend a weeklong holida= y with me. She'd spent the day in Manhattan, catching up with friends and t= aking in theater. Over dinner that evening, she shared that she'd had an ex= tra ticket for the play she'd seen but hadn't considered inviting me becaus= e she assumed I wouldn't be interested in a staged production that did not = have Black characters.

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That stat= ement stalled me. I asked if she thought that because I was Black, that my = interest lay only in Black-centered entertainment?

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She said = yes.

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I was stu= nned by her misconception of me and Black people on the whole. I asked if s= he, a biracial woman living in America, was only interested in European and= /or Filipino art? She confessed that her interests were indeed diverse but = couldn't explain why she presumed it did not hold true for me or others who= looked like me.

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I explain= ed that contrary to what she'd been told, Black people are not a monolith. = I told her that we are diverse in every conceivable way.

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This was = the conversation that set us off on a journey about the myth of race, syste= mic racism, and what it's really like to be Black in America.

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At our sc= hool I was just one of a handful of Black students. On Saturdays, we girls,= Black, white, and other, would walk from school into town, to lunch at the= Arthur Treacher's or the Hoagie Shop. Oftentimes, we would go to the local= Woolworth's to buy books, candy, and millinery supplies for sewing class. = Even though I knew my white classmates were secretly slipping nail polish a= nd lip gloss into their pockets and backpacks, it was me and the other Blac= k girls that the store employees followed and hawk-eyed.

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Sometimes= I spent weekends in the homes of my white classmates, those day students w= ho lived in and around the town. It was always a treat to get away from cam= pus, to sleep in a cozy bed and eat a home-cooked meal.

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At the ti= me, my family and I lived in a crowded two-bedroom apartment. The kitchen w= as tiny, leaving little space for a dining table large enough to accommodat= e a family of six. So, we children ate our meals in the kitchen while my pa= rents ate in the living room, on the couch, plates in their laps.=20

My father= believed that children should be seen and not heard, especially at the din= ing table, so talking was not permitted during meals. In contrast, the pare= nts of my white friends encouraged and participated in mealtime discussions=

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It was at= one of those family dinners that I remember how my BFF's father, a tall, s= lim, kind man with glasses, responded aloud to a question that I had not he= ard posed:

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?Of c= ourse, the white race is the superior race.?

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To this d= ay, I do not know who asked the question or if in fact a question was actua= lly asked. Perhaps, this man, who had always been nothing but kind and welc= oming to me, found it necessary to remind me that even though I was in his = Victorian home, sitting at his dinner table, eating the food that had been = lovingly prepared by his Filipino wife ? I was inferior to him.

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I cannot = recall if my friend and her siblings fell silent, or if my friend, her sibl= ings, or her mother looked at me for a reaction or in consolation. I rememb= er that I kept my eyes lowered to my plate, that the grip on my fork tighte= ned, and the leisurely pace of my heart launched into a sprint. I was 15 ye= ars old and the situation my family had warned and prepped me for as a Blac= k person living in white America had arrived yet again.

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Before th= at incident, another incident took place in Brooklyn in the waning days of = autumn when I was on my way home from middle school. On that day, I exited = the subway on the south side of Prospect Park, in a neighborhood where very= few Black people lived at the time. There, I was followed by two white tee= nage boys who pelted rocks at me, shouting, ?Nigger, go back to Africa!?

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A year or= two before, my younger brother and I were walking down Rockaway Boulevard = in South Ozone Park, Queens, a neighborhood that in the ?70s was still majo= rity Italian. As we made our way to our grandparents' home, a group of whit= e teenage boys and girls stalked us for blocks, hurling soda cans, bottles,= and racial slurs.

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The fact = that my BFF's father chose that moment to express his deepest held beliefs = about his racial superiority is not beyond me. Indeed, my presence at his t= able was conditional ? permitted only because I made his daughter happy and= he enjoyed seeing his daughter happy because his love for her was uncondit= ional.

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Do I beli= eve his declaration was meant to wound and degrade me?

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Yes, I do=

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Not only = was I hurt, but being an empath, I also absorbed the humiliation on behalf = of his Filipino wife who had not batted an eye at the insult.

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Do I thin= k that my friend's mother believed that she, a Filipino person of color, was less than her husban= d because he was white, and she was not?

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Yes, I do=

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Mohandas = Karamchand Gandhi, the Ind= ian anti-colonial nationalist and spiritual leader, believed that Europ= eans were the most civilized of the races and that Indians were almost as c= ivilized as Europeans and Africans were wholly uncivilized.

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Perhaps m= y friend's mother held similar beliefs.

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Neverthel= ess, I would return to that house and eat at that table again and again, w<= a style=3D"color: #ffffff;" href=3D"http://www.highexpectations1.club/ransoming-solidified/1b65FJ2395IMr8612d46Y1wfA821P18XhscFDrfhscFDrEsvZ7YQconod6ETiz105jqsBv">ithout further incident= But I would never forget the shot fired because the wound it left would not allow me to forget.= The memory is lodged in me like the bullet it was intended to be.=20

Some year= s after that dinner, my friend and her family traveled to the Philippines to visit her maternal f= amily. Not too long after her return to the United States, she and I met fo= r dinner at a Manhattan restaurant. I sat across the table from her and lis= tened, enthralled as she recounted her trip in vivid detail. Near the end of her monologue she mentioned that when she ventured out withou= t her Filipino mother or another Filipino family member for a walk or an ex= cursion to one of the many marketplaces ? she was baffled about why strangers addressed her in T= agalog, which is perhaps the most widely spoken language in the Philippines=

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I frowned= , asking, ?Why was that so confusing??

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