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Aren’t you glad that you don’t look like a “nigger”? Not the actual question, but it’s what I understood when I “read between the lines” of the below conversation. It basically contains a question that had a similar undertone in it.

A friend of mine, who’s many things professionally; notably a nurse and an author who pen name is BlackByrd. She’s powerful, strong and aware of who she is and what she has to and/or can contribute to society. Author BlackByrd posted a conversation (on her personal facebook page) that she had with a white person and I thought it was worth sharing it here, with her permission of course. I think she perfectly gave the reason why we, as blacks, should kill the hashtags “TeamDarkSkin” and “TeamLightSkin” in her brilliant response to a question that probably could/should have been asked differently–if even at all.

Warning: DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE ABOUT RACE!

To the white person who was bold enough to ask me today am I proud to be light skin instead of dark:

Being light skin is a daily reminder that my ancestors were raped by white slave masters who believed that they owned another human being as if she was a pet dog. It reminds me that she fought for her dignity and body until she could no longer win the battle and laid there miserable crying until it was done, dreading next time.

It reminds me that Jim Crow worked like a charm and still is because light skin and dark skin were separated then and still are to this day. It reminds me that some light skin people truly believe they are superior, while some dark skin people agree deep down inside because they were taught lighter is better. How so many black men are brainwashed enough to believe that the lighter, the straighter the hair the more beautiful she is.
It reminds me that so many dark skin women and men were teased so much about to color of their skin, the texture of their hair and the width of their nose that they prayed for light skin children and did whatever they could to keep the odds on their side, even having children with whites to create what they call “beautiful mixed babies”.

It reminds me of my childhood when I would see the brown skin girls, skin so radiant and beautiful. The coco butter made it shine in the sun looking like a chocolate bar. It reminds me how jealous I was, how I longed for their color but I had to wait until the summer sun kissed my skin to even give me half of their glow.
It reminds me how my grandmother would put bleach in my bath water and tell me it was to wash the germs away and “dark spots” from my knees and elbows, when deep down inside she truly just wanted me to stay light skin. It reminds me that when she first spent time with the brown child I so proudly created she said to her “it’s ok your not light skin, your still beautiful”.

I may not be proud because I’m light skin but God knows I am proud to be Black, I am proud to represent the many beautiful shades my people come in. I am proud to be bold enough to tell you this and wise enough to realize it. I am proud I just made you uncomfortable for asking such a stupid question. That is what I am proud of. And yes this story is true and this is what I truly said. – Author BlackByrd

For more on Author BlackByrd you can find her on facebook HERE.

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