As usual, I love reading your stories. They always bring me back to win I was the only Black person in the office. A girl was always trying to touch my hair. My mom told me not to let white people touch my hair so I told her no but she kept asking. One time she smelled my hair. She was not attracted to me or anything. She was shocked that I smelled good. It seems her bias did not allow her to really see me as her equal. She was liberal, and I guess kind to me. But looking back I see so clearly what I had to endure.

Your posts make me realize that we are all having similar Black experiences even though we are so different and live in so many different places. I love that you use your background to express yourself. It is only fitting that you do so. Thanks for sharing your writing and I hope you have a great day.