By Hakim Abdul-Ali
Many times in writing my weekly topical articles, I’m influenced by many different things that occur in my varied worlds of existences. That’s really nothing new because I’d like to believe that you and others in “hue-manity” probably feel the same way about the experiences which occur in your individual life and others’ collective lives.
For today’s vibes, I’m going to reflect on something that I was reading in the August 27, 2019, edition of the New York Post entitled “Boy holds hands of crying classmate with autism on first day of school,” and it really touch me. It moved me so much after reading it until I decided that I had to comment further on it in my column.
It’s a tearjerker of sort, but in reality it shows you the majesty of “hue-man” kindness, sharing and caring and what it’s about to the utmost. If you’re real to your private, sensitive emotions, you could learn something from that article and, hopefully, become a better spiritual soul and upstanding citizen for it.
Now, here’s my take on the article. The scenario behind this took place in Kansas, and I believe it was in the city of Wichita, where a picture was uploaded on the internet of a young second-grade 8-year-old African-American boy named Christian holding the hand of another Euro-American 8-year-old young boy named Conner, who was crying.
You see, Conner, who struggles with speech, is also autistic and it was touching to see such profound camaraderie between these young lads because Conner, according to the article, was balled up into a corner crying. At that point, Christian apparently went over to Conner to comfort and console him by grabbing his hand, whereupon they walked inside the school together.
The New York Post article was accompanied with a photo which showed the two pals together, and it was mentioned that, as of that day, the photo had been shared over 4,000 times. Conner’s mother, April Cites, it was stated, was touched by Christian’s gestures towards her son and let his mother, Courtney Coko Moore, know it.
Now to my thoughts for today about what I felt about the article and its impact upon my psyche. You see, I loved that article because it stopped me in my track and let me know that, even with all the pervasive negative news floating constantly around us, it was grand to witness the natural beauty of hearing and seeing something positive being expressed in such a gratifying and genuine manner.
Because of their living in today’s America, where hidden racism and ethnic classism still exists in rampant degrees, Christian’s and Conner’s interactions humbled me to no ends, because they showed me what the, oftentimes, fabled and ballyhooed American principles of what love and respect for all was and is supposed to be all about. These two little guys are my new heroes and here’s why.
They were and are “hue-mans,” created by the Most High Alone, and they deserve to be treated with mutual respect, dignity and admiration for their friendship. I don’t think any sane soul would argue with me on that and, if so, then we really have a disconnect in communicating today.
The friendship that young Christian showed for Conner I sincerely believe had nothing to do with Conner’s skin color, ethnicity or even his autistic condition. I’m sure it was his caring for another “hue-man” who was hurting in his own silent, private way, and he (Christian) was just coming to his aid.
We may label what he did as an act of kindness, and it certainly could be deemed as such, but it really, in my view, signaled a lot more. It signaled that these two young Americans were teaching those of us who aware and care about where the USA is presently and will be heading in the future, about how to make this land a better place for all.
With racial tensions, political discord a plenty and impoverished divisions escalating daily in many sectors of the USA and beyond, young Christian’s and Conner’s unique alliances were not merely sidebar news distractions but supreme moral teachings in spite of their tender years. They were instant mini-professors, in that, they clearly taught, and were naturally demonstrating, some things about how “hue-man” respect and caring about each other are to be exhibited.
From Wichita, Kansas, to your very own city, town or village and to all points in between, young Christian’s kindness and concern towards and for his buddy Conner’s welfare was special. It should reflectively serve as ideals for all of us to look at when we talk about raising our children and families to be good American citizens.
Of course, being a good citizen is important, but I believe that what’s Lao more important is to be raised as good spiritual “hue-mans” first, with respect for all and hatred for no one. Do you fully comprehend what I’m alluding to?
I sincerely trust that you do because living in a country where bigotry and second-class existence is a reality is not fun. I hope that the present and future Christians and Conner’s of this potentially great nation won’t have to deal with those dreaded viruses as they, hopefully, grow into well-nurtured and freedom loving citizens.
My personal hope and prayers for them and others is that they will live in an America where there’s no hatred for someone’s race, religion or creed. I offer that knowing fully well that being brought up in a country where and when certain values of equalitarianism are only in existence for “some” and not for others, it will surely be a detriment in establishing the real American dream of justness for all.
That’s why seeing the photo of Christian holding his buddy Conner’s hand in times of Conner’s crisis was inflating and invigorating to my senses of knowing what genuine caring and sincere concern is all about. Seeing that picture let me know that there’s hope.
To Christian’s and Conner’s parents, I salute you all on the marvelous jobs you’ve done so far with your children. I’m going to say prayers for both of them because they are two superheroes of mine who’ve humbly indirectly and distinctly taught me so much about the endearing “hue-man” spirit.
In conclusion, please remember the essence of what little Christian demonstrated towards his buddy Conner and that was that “A Little Kindness Never Hurts.” We all should be schooled in that philosophy. Don’t forget that, and for today and as always, that’s, “As I See It.”