My DD started telling me the story of Rosa Parks this morning. She learned about her and MLK, Jr. at school. She was telling me how it just wasn't right for people with white skin to make people with brown skin sit where they didn't want to sit.
I asked her if she knew which one of our friends has brown skin. She had no idea. When I told her that Denise does, she told me that she never noticed. I love that she looks at people as people and doesn't notice the color of their skin.
I asked her if she knew which one of our friends has brown skin. She had no idea. When I told her that Denise does, she told me that she never noticed. I love that she looks at people as people and doesn't notice the color of their skin.