Okay now you start to call me names, and say all the mean crap you've heard about Texans. "You racist moron!" Right? Well, wrong. I'll go through this thoroughly.

I am not a racist. I am actually a product of racial mixing. My great grandmother was black. My other great grandmother was a Sioux. My ancestors were slaves. Not just the black ones, the white Scots. The Irishman. They were slaves too. And of course my Dutch heiritage can't be ignored. My ancestors never owned slaves. Ever. My family on the Scotish side, was slaughtered when the English came. Enslaved, beaten, raped. That is my racial heiritage.

I grew up alot near El Paso. That's on the Texas-Mexico border for you who don't know. I suffered from rasism. You think being a little girl would give you a free pass. It doesn't. I got called all sorts of nasty name that I would never repeat. Then I spent some time living in Missouri. There's rasism there too. Bad. Very bad. Alot of black people in the neighborhood I lived in. They hated me. A little white girl with pale skin, deep blue eyes, an pale blonde hair. I made a great tarrget. They thought that because I was white girl I had it easy. So they made sure I didn't.

I did have a friend when I was younger. A little white chocolate girl. Her mother was white. Her father black. Her older brother was white, her younger brother was white chocolate, too. They had it ruff, too. I guess that's why we clicked.

People always asume I had it good. There was good. But there was bad. I'm happy with my life though. I'm happy I went through what I went through. Because if I hadn't I wouldn't be here today. I wouldn't be me. I thank God for giving me the insight to see others for what they are.

Stero types are killing people. Acceptence has to be taught. You can not change who you are, you can't change others, so you might as well accept them, and accept yourself.