I spent
much of my childhood around the women of the college soccer team that my mother
coached. Before I started kindergarten, I had not been exposed to much
diversity in my community. When an African American woman joined the soccer
team, she fascinated me. One day we were playing a game; I was trying to guess
which hand -- held behind her back -- contained a piece of candy. I ended up
picking the wrong hand, but that didn’t matter to me. I was more preoccupied by her
palm. I took her hand in mine and smoothed out her fingers, doing the same with
my own hand. After a moment of comparing the two I declared, “It looks just
like mine!” I was six years old and that was the first time that I realized
that someone who looks so different form myself, could be just like me.
In a strange turn
of events, I experienced that same kind of occurrence, though the roles were
reversed. Last year, I was a corps member and the classroom I served in was an
all-black classroom in Southeast D.C. One day a young student was sitting next
to me on the carpet during Circle Time. He reached over and grabbed my arm,
seemingly comparing his to mine. For several seconds he just stared, as if he
was just realizing that we had two different skin colors. He looked up at me
and asked “Why is our skin different?” I had to think of how best to tell a
young child why his skin color was different than mine. I never got the chance
to answer the question because he was promptly distracted by a chorus of Bingo
and forgot all about his confusion over our different skin colors. Later that
same day, he told me that he “loved doing Jumpstart!”, high fived me, and ran
off to dramatic play. Those are the moments that make me love working for such
a great organization. I can’t wait for the next year with my Jumpstart
friends!
Sierra Hicks
Team Leader
Team Exploration
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