Happy Thursday to you and your family. Enjoy and be safe. I have to talk about colorism. Since the 1700s colorism was started. We trash each other instead of embracing each other and this is something that has been embedded in us since slavery. In 1712 Willie Lynch, a British slave owner in the West Indies, was invited to Virginia to teach his methods to other slave owners, on how to turn color and shades of African people against each other. Colorism is passed down from generation to generation. A generational curse. I grew up in a house of different shades of black and this was due to our African, Irish and English etc. ancestors. Our African heritage is the one that we embrace because that is where the love and kindness came from. I have been insulted because of my European heritage. When Paul and Sarah were children a man with a Jamaican accent said that he hates when black women go with white men. Look at your children. I said sir, “You don’t know me, do not say anything to me.” He went on criticizing me until the store owner told him to stop being disrespectful. While he was talking, Paul and Sarah were whispering to each other, saying that their father is not white and the man was stupid. I told them, “To never make excuses for who they are. Our ancestors came from Africa, England and Ireland and we are not going to ignore that fact.” I never had a problem in Trinbago, but ccolorism is more prevalent in the US. When I had Paul, I was asked if Harold was white. I said no but I saw doubt on the faces and I felt a bit hurt but I ignored it. Seven years later when I had Sarah, a woman looked at her and angrily said, “She is white!” I said, “I am a black woman standing in front of you, with my baby and you are talking shit. Ignorance is bliss to a fool.” It doesn’t matter what color you are, it is embedded in us that we are better that somebody or somebody is better that us. It doesn’t matter what shade of black you are; Someone is going to love you or someone is going to hate you. All I know is that blood flows through us all. We are supposed to be intelligent yet we act oblivious to the fact that words and actions hurt. Black people stop insulting each other. It hurts when it comes from other races, but more hurtful when we do it to each other. Do your DNA you would be surprise by the people who make up your lineage.