My maternal Great Granddaddy was bred like a walking horse to look and act exactly like a white man {#RRRR}

RRRRYou can’t see it by looking at me, because my Grandmother reverse engineered the whole lot of us. My Grandmother received a sixth grade education in the segregated schools of Tennessee. But, the truth of the matter is I grew up with a Grandmother who hated white people, because of her Daddy and her Daddy’s people whom she never knew. The truth of the matter is I grew up with a Grandmother who was super smart as well. She was smart enough to know how to make all of her offspring have a brown skin. She may have watched one to many cups of black coffee turn to cream. I don’t know exactly the manner in which she learned to reverse engineer the whole lot of us. I just know that she did. My Grandmother did more than instruct her six daughters as to the degree of blackness they should marry and procreate. My Grandmother did more than instruct as to the degree of blackness me and my sister should marry and procreate, love was secondary in her heart and in her mind. My maternal Great Grandmother was a Native American. So yes, my My maternal Grandmother had her choice of colors and she choose black like newly poured asphalt. That is how she described the husbands she wanted to meet, no thing other would do. All others would be insulted at the porch and not allowed in. My Grandmother did not appear to be white. My Grandmother did not appear to be a Native American and my Grandmother did not appear to be black as her many offspring do. My Grandmother was the darkest of all of her sisters and two of her many white looking sisters never bore any children.

My Great Granddaddy was bred like a southern walking horse to look and act exactly like a white man. My Great Granddaddy Old man Tom Peters died in nineteen hundred and fifty-nine and we all lived to love a white man. And, this story is not my own. This story likely belongs to many as I know many with this very same story and now you have been given a glimpse of what it may mean to love a white man. But know, this is not all for there is a man who loves all God created men and his name is Jesus. It all begins and ends with Jesus. People may think they had a hand in the creation of the all of you but our Father is the Great I AM and He created all things. I hope and pray you know this for yourself. 

For in him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things have been created through him and for him. Colossians 1:16

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