So, it is 2:00am. Why am I up? I am a bookworm. I just finished reading The Help, and I have never had so much appreciation for my life and for the wonderful parents I have grown up with. I am so grateful that they taught me not to be racist. I realized during this book that the black maids in the deep south had to endure way more than we can ever understand. Did God not make all humans the same? We all have brains, noses, ears, hair...does color really matter that much? It is like judging a person by the color of their car--shallow and false. We were all made equally in God's eyes. If we are striving to be like Him, is it not our job to do the same, to view other races the same? We do not live in the 1960's, but there is always change that can be made for the better. :)
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