May 30, 2018


Welcome to the beginning of a project that will delve into the question of Human Behavior.  What makes you do what you do?  Why do you know what you know?  How do you find the answers?  Who decides if you’re right?

1st Draw

Most people think of themselves’ as decent human beings.  However when we’re born, we enter into a world full of different cultures and beliefs.  Decent for one person may be the complete opposite of another’s definition.  So as children, just like sponges, we absorb the behaviors of the people around us.  We grow usually learning from family, friends, and neighborhood experiences.  School and religion also contribute to this learning process of who we become.   Our financial status whether it be wealth or poverty crystallizes our place.  So here we are.

The Play

As a child I attended Catholic School daily.  In the afternoon I was babysat by a Jehovah’s Witness member.  And on Sunday it was off to Baptist Church with grandma.  I wondered, they are all “decent” people how can they all be right?  That same grandma had diabetes in a time when the control with insulin was still not perfected.  One morning at her home grandma became seriously ill.  I was only nine years old.  We realized she hadn’t properly taken her insulin.  None of the family or friends knew how to administer the insulin so the ambulance was immediately called.  And we waited.

In my little town, in those days when the ambulance or fire dept. was called, a siren went off that could be heard all over town.  About thirty minutes had went by and no siren.  The ambulance was called again and my family was told the ambulance was on the way.  And we waited.  Now about an hour had past and the word was getting around about my grandma’s condition.  Someone came by grandma’s home and said there’s an ambulance sitting at the fire station.  Needless to say my mom and a few others headed to the fire station.  And sure enough there it was the brand new ambulance our town had recently bought.

I saw my mom beg and plead with the attendants on duty to come help my grandma.  I remember these men looking at us and telling us if we didn’t leave and wait for the “colored” ambulance the police would be called.  The nearest hospital was over an hour away.  We left and went back to grandma’s not really knowing what to do.  We did our best to comfort grandmama.  That’s what I called her.

About another hour or so passed and finally we heard the siren.  It’s believed by then grandmama had went into a coma.  I remember right before the ambulance attendants came in I was standing beside the bed holding grandmama’s hand.  Everybody was crying and I told grandmama that I loved her.  She squeezed my hand.  Twenty minutes later a call came telling us grandmama had passed enroute to the hospital.

The Win

There’s a need for people of different life experiences to work together to first acknowledge the differences exist.  I’m sure the ambulance attendants considered themselves “decent”.  The need consists of finally having more than just a discussion but to find solutions.  The CARD’s purpose is to get beyond disscussion and reach solutions.  The participation of everyone is needed.  That’s how we learn!

Full House

The CARD’s goal is to implement solutions to the part of our human nature and environmental behaviors that brings out the best in us.


4 thoughts on “The CARD

  1. Thought provoking! It makes me examine myself? who is it that I would turn away because I think they are less deserving? It’s a discussion worth having, one that may challenge us to look inward!

  2. This is so heartbreaking. I can only imagine what it would have been like to be there with your grandma while she was so helpless and seeing that the people who were supposed to help were doing nothing.

    I am so glad that you are sharing this story because it is a part of our painful history but people turn a blind eye and just ignore that this stuff happened generation after generation (and in many ways is still happening).

    There is this radio show called the Moth where people share their stories and one was eerily similar to yours. It centered around medical doctors being criminally indifferent towards the health of her mother.

    The book, the medical apartheid also focuses on all of the ways the medical system has historically wronged black people (incredible book, highly recommended).

    Ultimately, I think that if we can expect to move forward, there needs to be a radical forgiveness. I work in education, and one thing that I have learned from working with students is that when I point out the things that they did wrong, they tend to get really defensive and threatened. I have noticed a similar trend in certain political situations.

    People from all walks need to work together and there needs to be more than simply tolerance. There needs to be a celebration of diversity.

    I love the focus of this article and your blog and look forward to hearing more from you.

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