Reply #12: And I remember my 12th birthday [View All]

my bestest friend in the world was Sandra. Man, she was cool! She would help me with my math.Id help her with spelling words..OOOO I hated Math. We walked home from school every day, and visited each other's homes. Her parent's den was like their escape place..there were proud AA pictures, music that I love to this day was played in that room(Isley Bros, 70s R and B)..I loved going to her house.

So, I had a slumber party. Sixth grade. I invited about 15 girls. 3 showed up.

My Mom and Dad told me, years later, why practically no one came..."It's that black girl..we simply can't have our girl at a sleepover with a black child attending." They told me that about five parents told them something along those lines..This was Central Texas mind you...mid seventies.

I remember me at her house, we put on some white face cream, and laughed at how goofy yellow our teeth looked against the white white background. We must have laughed in that mirror forever!

Last I heard, she was married with kids, just like me. I can't find her, but I do remember her, and love her to this day. We would braid each other's hair(OUCH!), and laugh about how different our hair felt. She called me 'pink with freckles'. I am too! lol...

Too bad that kind of innocence isn't the norm, in 2008; just too damn bad. just so so sad.

I hope Im not ranting. Just sharing.