From one White girl’s perspective who speaks the Truth because, it needs to be….

I grew up in a small Southern Texas town and don’t remember seeing any black people. I honestly don’t think any black people lived in our town. I used to hear the “N. word” and the things said after that word were not nice. I grew up hearing this talk off and on but something cringed inside me every time I did. I hated hearing adults talk about people like that. I guess I was just a natural born peacemaker because on many occasions I voiced my opinion and said, I bet all of them aren’t like that and I don’t think it is nice to talk that way.

In college, I met some black people at a party, one of them was a star football player and he was really cool. He talked to me off and on during the night and I just kept wondering, why so many white people disliked colored people or talked about them in such a degrading manner. It just did not make sense to me. After graduation, I had the opportunity to work with several black people and they were always very fun and friendly people. I again questioned why couldn’t the people I grew up around see what I could see.

When I met my husband, I realized he had no problem with blacks, in fact his two best friends and golfing buddies are black. One of them was his best man in our wedding. He and his wife are two of the sweetest people I have ever met! However, the big shock of my life happened when these same people invited us to a birthday party held in their home. Never in my life have I experienced the love and feeling of being so welcomed into someone’s home. We were the minority at that party, but it didn’t bother us. We had a blast, it was the time of our lives!

I felt privileged to hear first hand stories of amazing trials and tribulations. These people had so much love and joy in their heart. I was truly amazed at their grace. We ate, laughed, danced and sang to some great tunes! We honored a black woman’s birthday and celebrated her special day in a big way. There was a time-line of her life and I was amazed at everything she had seen and endured. I took pictures and videos to commemorate that special day (There are in my FB albums). I heard some amazing music by black artists that I had never heard before. Two beautiful young women sang and I listened intently with awe and wonder because I felt like I had just heard two black angels sing.

I am baking some corn bread muffins to take to another party at the same home today, I look forward to another day of spending it with people who know how to show love, laugh and have a good time. These people have soul and they have no problem sharing it…..for those of you who grew up with racial influences, this note is to encourage you to experience life with open arms for people no matter what color they are. If you grew up influenced by others words, and you are carrying those words to the next generation, I encourage you to stop and experience Reality first hand with people who have a different skin color, you might just be surprised…… how can I say this, because I was!!!

Love and blessings to all,


Debra the Bold Soul Sister


"Racism is the Dogma that one Ethnic group is Superior to another. Wise people question it and find out the Truth on their own and Bold people go one step farther and share the Truth they personally discovered." Debra Roberts, 2009