I Didn’t Ask For White Skin

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erited white privilege. I didn’t ask for just it, no. And like my brothers and sisters of color, they didn’t ask for injustice, slavery, belittlement, brutality, and racism. The dictates go deeper than the skin’s color.I’m a white skinned woman, though fully a mixed race; American Indian, German, French, Norwegian. My father and my mother gave me life, blessed me with breath, and handed down something I didn’t know I had until it stared at me in the mirror.I gave life to six beautiful children who also were born into white privilege. I raised them to see hearts and motives not judge on color or status.I didn’t doing enough back in the day. Today though, I know they will raise their voice for Injustice. Today, I raise my voice for Injusti

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ce. Today, I stand with my brothers and sisters of color.My childhood best friends Annetta, who’s father was Black and mother was German, and Katt, who’s mother was Mexican and her father was Native Alaskan and how she was mocked for being a half-breed: I’m here for you 100% because Black lives matter, Hispanic lives matter, Native Alaskan lives matter, Native American Lives matter. You both made me feel like I was important, and I hope and pray every day you know how much I believe in you.To all races, I believe in equality, I still hope for the continued freedom to be who we are without judgment, and as I walk into the social Justice arena I pray you know your voice is heard and I SEE YOU.– Just a thought by Pamela</article></body>

My heart breaks for those who didn’t ask for Black skin, either.

I’m a white skinned woman standing beside my brothers and sisters of color who brave the world in ways I cannot imagine.

I’m a white skinned woman. I inherited white privilege. I didn’t ask for just it, no. And like my brothers and sisters of color, they didn’t ask for injustice, slavery, belittlement, brutality, and racism. The dictates go deeper than the skin’s color.

I’m a white skinned woman, though fully a mixed race; American Indian, German, French, Norwegian. My father and my mother gave me life, blessed me with breath, and handed down something I didn’t know I had until it stared at me in the mirror.

I gave life to six beautiful children who also were born into white privilege. I raised them to see hearts and motives not judge on color or status.

I didn’t doing enough back in the day. Today though, I know they will raise their voice for Injustice. Today, I raise my voice for Injustice. Today, I stand with my brothers and sisters of color.

My childhood best friends Annetta, who’s father was Black and mother was German, and Katt, who’s mother was Mexican and her father was Native Alaskan and how she was mocked for being a half-breed: I’m here for you 100% because Black lives matter, Hispanic lives matter, Native Alaskan lives matter, Native American Lives matter. You both made me feel like I was important, and I hope and pray every day you know how much I believe in you.

To all races, I believe in equality, I still hope for the continued freedom to be who we are without judgment, and as I walk into the social Justice arena I pray you know your voice is heard and I SEE YOU.

– Just a thought by Pamela