Whites Eat First

So today was Ava’s birthday party. We had previously invited our island boy friends to come. Since they live on the other side of the island, I told them that I would pick them up. I had no idea how many would come, one boy called and asked if he could bring a friend. On my way over I stopped at the gas station and as I parked, I saw a dozen kids screaming and running towards me and then jumped into my truck. I was a little shocked, I was still 10 minutes away from the pick-up, but they were so excited they were walking so they could get picked up earlier! I drove them back, 12 boys in all, lots of shouting and excitement the whole way. Once we got back, the party got started! It was was a wonderful party, 40 people or so. Lots of little kids watching the movie Rio and the adults talking, the boys mingling and it was very fun. Ava running in circles, being a beautiful baby girl.
Lunch time came and April made the announcement that adults eat first. We thought the boys would eat all the food before anyone else got a chance and we had a lot of children we didnt want to get rushed. As people lined up, one of the boys shouted “Whites eat first”. At the time April and I didnt hear it, Larry (our boss) told us later in the day. The boy who said it was one of the nicest boys we know and was out of character for such a racist comment. Also we felt it needed addressing as we didnt want this connotation. April sat the boy and asked if he made the comment and he said that he did. April asked why he said it, asking why he felt that way. The boys response, “All us boys made the decision that the white boys would eat first, someone was cutting.” April then realized that two of the boys’ last name was White. The boys made the decision before the meal that they should eat first since it was their first time at our house. There was never a bad intentioned comment, a boy was looking out for his friends.
April and I drove the boys home at the end of the day and the boys asked if I wanted a chicken. I told them no. They then kept telling me (all twelve of them) that they would bring me a chicken or a rooster. I was more interested in the chicken to get the eggs, but turned down the chicken because the dogs would attack her. But they were persistent. April asked why they were so persistent, apparently it is a birthday tradition to give a child a chicken on their birthday, explaining why they kept saying, “Ava needs a baby chicken”. Then they told April that I said it was okay, even though I didnt…. So perhaps Ava will get a chicken soon, who knows.

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