Introducing the Slaver, Christopher Columbus
Considering, I wrote an article on HuffPost for you to check out and hopefully, share. Here are some pieces of it.
The Glorious Case For Why Columbus Day Should Become Woot! America’s Got The History Day!
My kids can sing you a catchy little ditty about Columbus sailing to the Americas in 1492, on the Niña, the Pinta and the Santa María. (Confession: Even I find myself humming it while doing the dishes, but we’ll keep that our little secret.) But this version of history shouldn’t be paramount to my children’s education as a song, let alone as a holiday.
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Personally, I feel like I’ve bested Columbus with all the exploration stuff and yet I haven’t been bestowed an Elisa Day (a joyous celebration in which kids have three days weekends after cutting-out and coloring paper minivans to proudly place on the lower right half of their fridge).
Although, I also don’t make a habit of conquering the people I visit, and then enslaving, raping and murdering their families. If that is the type of explorer I have to become to get a holiday, I’m out.
I like to think, though, that the reason I haven’t been bestowed a U.S. holiday is less sinister—I just haven’t been exploring outside of the United States.
And just one more snippet to whet your appetite:
However, I can also see renaming Columbus Day as Indigenous People’s Day going topsy-turvy. Consider other protests of late (ahem, like standing vs. kneeling during the National Anthem). Too easily a message is lost when half the population feels the counter-option steals or devalues something.
BTW, this post was inspired by another one:
Which was inspired by this post:
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