I’m Not Prejudiced – Or Am I??

Prejudice defined in dictionary.com

  • an unfavorable opinion or feeling formed beforehand or without knowledge, thought or reason.
  • Any preconceived opinion or feeling, either favorable or unfavorable

I am sure many readers,  (including me) think the word is talking about other people.  I embrace all races, religions, sexual lifestyles and the economically disadvantaged. I am not prejudiced.

But really, think about it!  Think about people you meet, well… not really meet, at a dinner party, don’t you make snap judgments from across the room??

Walking through the mall, don’t you think negative or positive things about the people you pass, judgments about their lifestyle, based solely on a two second view of them in transit?

True confession time, I make am prejudiced.  I do hold (undoubtedly unfounded) stereotypes to be fact. I am not proud of them, but I think you have to face it, to combat it !

Ageism – I often make generalizations about the current young generation.  I also make generalizations about their parents and parenting styles (both ridiculous since those groups include my children and my parenting style)

Size – I don’t have a reaction to the regular size 12 or 14 females or the guy who is an XL, but I do make snap judgments about obese people. Not fair, I don’t know their story or genetics.

Money – But not how you think, I make judgments about people with great wealth.  Different thoughts – misuse, didn’t deserve it , blah blah blah, all stemming from jealousy, no doubt.

Education – I think people with higher education are superior, not sure, I suppose that was drilled in my head my whole life from every direction. Truth is, some very educated people are asses and some very uneducated people are incredibly wise and kind.


So there it is, my list.  I am sure I have forgotten some, but the point is admission is half the battle.

There is no denying it, we life in a world that judges.  Although we can’t stamp out prejudice, we can be accountable for our own actions and reactions. The next time I make a generalization or an uninformed snap judgement, I will stop myself and reconsider.  No group is “all”. People are individuals behind their exterior.


Daily Post: Miss Twiggley’s Tree

Daily Prompt, what was your favorite bedtime story and did it influence who you are today?

I loved the daily prompt today. It reminded me of a book I loved as a child. In fact, it is one of the few books, from my childhood that I still own. Miss Twiggley’s Tree, by Dorothea Warren Fox, copyright 1966

This is a great book with moral messages of tolerance, kindness and prejudice. However, all of those lessons went unnoticed (at least consciously) by me, at the time. I loved this book because Miss Twiggley was the coolest lady ever. I wanted to be Miss Twiggley.

Funny Miss Twiggley
Lived in a tree
With a dog named Puss
and a color TV

She did what she liked
and she liked what she did

Who wouldn’t want to live in a giant tree house, and have bears for friends? She also did not care one iota that the people in town thought she was strange.

It turns out that my favourite bedtime story had an awesome role model, but I didn’t realize it back then. I think it might very well have influenced me to follow my heart when I act (and not to worry about what people think). I hope that Miss Twiggley’s tolerance, forgiveness and kindness have rubbed off on me, in some way or another. I loved (and still love) this book and it makes me smile remembering all the times I read it or it was read to me.

How about you? What was your favourite childhood book.