Heart Hope by Olga

I remember Brent’s Drugstore with the nickel cokes and egg and olive sandwiches and I remember the Mayflower on a Friday night. I also remember the tension of the times. The movie The Help exposed Mississippi as it was in some but not all homes. There are good people and bad people everywhere, but it is difficult for me to imagine that some people can treat other people with such hatred as some of the characters portrayed. Why do they think that they are better than another person? What has given them the attitude that they can say and do ugly things to someone else? How can someone call themselves a Christian and have no love and compassion for others? We are all created equal—no better, no worse. In the movie The Help one ringleader, Hilly, was able to influence her friends to make poor choices and to hurt loving, caring people who served them well.  I would hope that there are no longer people in this world like her, but I know I would be wrong. On the other hand, Sk...