While we were passing through a local village in Rwanda I heard a sound from church. It was Sunday morning so I thought it might be a mass and have decided to see it. There were two men in front of the church so I asked them, with a body language, if I can go in. They smiled and showed me with their hands to enter.
I would understand and respect if they told me I am not aloud inside, not welcomed. Actually it was the complete opposite. I walked in and stayed in the back to not disturb them, immediately one lady came to me, took my hand and brought me to the crowd. Everyone was dancing, singing, smiling and enjoying the moment.
I felt welcomed, comfortable and in a friendly environment. I wish that's how POC feel while surrounded by white people but we all know that is not the reality.
I was scared to talk about this, scared to use wrong words, scared to be misunderstood so I have chosen to be quiet. But being quiet is the privilege I have. Saying you are not racist but benefiting from the system which is build for white people and being quiet about it makes you a supporter of the system.
I wish we create space where everyone is welcome no matter their colour of skin, gender, place you were born or religion. Space where peopple have same opportunities and starting line. Before anything else we all are human beings 💟