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So this is a story i have never told anyone because it just hurt me so much i don’t even know how but it’s something that’s impacted me and it has been the reason why i don’t sleepover by white people anymore
A THREAD.
A THREAD.
It was Grade 8, i went to sleepover at this white girl’s house because we had a hockey match in Potchefstroom the next day and there were no busses available so she offered. I knew her parents were both racist including her but her sister wasn’t really that much because of the-
previous incidents.
Her mom and dad would make racist jokes/comments on and off the hockey field. They would tell me “You’re black Ora scare them away” “Ora you’re black don’t let them get past you” and my “friend” would just laugh with them.
Her mom and dad would make racist jokes/comments on and off the hockey field. They would tell me “You’re black Ora scare them away” “Ora you’re black don’t let them get past you” and my “friend” would just laugh with them.
So the day of the sleepover my “friend” didn’t come to school but her dad was going to pick me up. When i got in the car the dad said “Here’s my second favourite black girl” and he proceeded to laugh. The drive was long and he just kept talking about hockey but deep down inside-
of me i was about to cry because i didn’t want to be there.
We got to the house and my “friend” offered me chocolate cake and the dad came in and said “make sure to not bite your fingers” and the whole family laughed. The racist jokes carried on and on
We got to the house and my “friend” offered me chocolate cake and the dad came in and said “make sure to not bite your fingers” and the whole family laughed. The racist jokes carried on and on
When i wanted to shower- this part was just wow- the father said “make sure to not scrub all that k*ffir off your body” that was at 11pm. I cried in the shower because i didn’t want to be there.
I didn’t tell my friend anything because i knew she was going to be defensive about it. So at midnight we were about to go to bed and the mom switched off the light in the room and deadass said the one joke all darksins know, “You’re so black we can’t even see you in the dark”
That was the last straw, i messaged my mom and told her can she please pick me up, and she asked why but i just couldn’t tell her, till this day she doesn’t exactly know what happened. She came to pick me up and we went home. My coach had to pick me up from home to go to-
Potchefstroom.
I kept quiet about this family, but a lot of times my other friends were aware about what they say and would talk to me about it but i would just brush it off.
I kept quiet about this family, but a lot of times my other friends were aware about what they say and would talk to me about it but i would just brush it off.
i have slept over at one or two white friends when i changed schools but i knew the parents and their characters.
I left the school i was in that time, when i was in Gr9, because the school was also racist (also have multiple issues that happened there) and obviously swept everything under a rug because it’s an afrikaans school. I would love to name and shame my old school but sadly i can’t
Ps. i’ve been in an afrikaans school since i was 5 so i knew about racism from a very young age.
