I grew up in Bauxite,
Arkansas. I have lived in Nigeria for the past 7 years with my husband.
We have two children together. We have been married for 12 years now.
My father has never met my husband and has refused to accept my children
also.
When I had my first baby, a little girl that is now 12 years old. I called my father and said that I wanted to come and see him for Christmas with my baby. He said, "I don't want any black people in my home!" and hung up the phone!
I grew up in an all white school with only one mixed girl in the school. I was treated horribly in school because I dated a black boy that lived in the next town at the age of 16. My father told me that he would disown me and to this day, I have never received a phone call from him.
I was called nigger lover in school and nobody wanted to sit by me. I knew what it felt like to be rejected. I was sent away to several different homes for troubled children because my mother did not want me to be with a black person. She would lock the phone up in her room. But, today I live in the blackest nation, Nigeria. And today I am happy that I did not end up racist like them or should I say ignorant."
When I had my first baby, a little girl that is now 12 years old. I called my father and said that I wanted to come and see him for Christmas with my baby. He said, "I don't want any black people in my home!" and hung up the phone!
I grew up in an all white school with only one mixed girl in the school. I was treated horribly in school because I dated a black boy that lived in the next town at the age of 16. My father told me that he would disown me and to this day, I have never received a phone call from him.
I was called nigger lover in school and nobody wanted to sit by me. I knew what it felt like to be rejected. I was sent away to several different homes for troubled children because my mother did not want me to be with a black person. She would lock the phone up in her room. But, today I live in the blackest nation, Nigeria. And today I am happy that I did not end up racist like them or should I say ignorant."
I
am holding back my tears. I thank God that he gave me a family of my
own! He has blessed me with a wonderful man that understands me and
loves me for who I am. He has blessed me with a wonderful family that
accepts me regardless of my skin color
and regardless of where I come from.
Even though my mother and father in
law are both deceased now, I thank God for their lives and how they
were able to show me love before they went on to be with the Lord. Many
people have been amazed that I am been able to stay in Nigeria for this
long, but now I am ready to share my story. This is not the full story
nor is it the ending of the story, so watch out for my book......coming
soon! God wrote my story, but I wrote the book. I pray that many peoples
lived will be touched by my story and that lives will be changed.
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