BY BARBARA BAPTISTE
I see skies of blue and
Clouds of white.
The bright blessed day,
the dark sacred night.
And I think to myself
what a wonderful world.
Understanding Human Differences is a difficult concept for many people. How can we fix all that is wrong—so unfair in this world—when the numbers are in the hundreds of millions? The very thought makes the mind scream, “Impossible.” But, then, consider this:
If we could reduce the world’s population to a village of precisely 100 people, with all existing human ratios remaining the same, would the task seem quite so daunting? We could do this, fix the world—if there were only a hundred people. This number is something the human brain can process. We could do something, if there were only a hundred people.
No one of us can fix the suffering of millions upon millions of people, but what we can do is perhaps more important. If we consciously made the difference in just one life; if we made a concerted effort to be kind to anyone with whom we come in contact—rich/poor, young/old, black/white/purple, healthy or infirm; if we looked at changing the world, one person at a time—beginning with ourself–that is how we can make a difference. It really doesn’t have to be a huge effort, sometimes just a smile when we are hurried, sometimes just a kind word, or signing up to volunteer for those less fortunate, those of, perhaps, a different ethnic background—only one day a month would start a chain reaction. The domino effect. Think of all the good that could come if every citizen could slowly come on board, one person at a time. We can’t affect every person, but we can change our own way of thinking. Perhaps that would be enough of a start….ever so slowly. We can make a difference – one person at a time.
The title song was written and sung by Louis Armstrong (nickname Satchmo) who was a forerunner in the 1920s of Blacks being accepted, as entertainers, into Harlem, New York Social Clubs. Not an easy world for a Black man during that era, but he kept on singing—slowly, very slowly, people were drawn in; and slowly, very slowly, there was change. So, my wish for you is to “Keep Singing.” I’d like to end this topic on a positive note, for there is darkness in the world as we have learned, but there is also beauty and light….It is a wonderful world.
Caio from barbara’s world