I remember this day clearly. I was in the fifth grade, Mrs. Dabinette's class. The school nurse came to serve us our "10:10" snack of the best orange juice on planet earth and two Graham crackers. I looked forward to this interruption every day.
Anyway she started "interviewing us", "demanding" to know what we had for breakfast. Child after child announced bacon , eggs, toast and orange juice. When the nurse asked me I repeated the exact same menu. I was not about to announce to my 99% white classmates that my breakfast consisted of biscuits and molasses, fried fat back, baked liver pudding, grits and water!
The fact is, noting is wrong with our cultural differences. That is what makes us great. I remember when only the poorest of the poor bought chicken wings, chitterlings, collard greens.
Like I said being blessed is fifty percent knowing and fifty percent acknowledging and thanking Almighty GOD. Yes, it turns out our birth mother was indeed our worse enemy. So?! The ( ) made me a better person than I ever would have been left up to my own devises.
To GOD be The POWER AND THE GLORY!
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