tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22541859.post2819834064206753961..comments2023-12-18T13:09:16.700-06:00Comments on NuVision for a NuDay: The Story that I Wished to TellAngela L. Braden, Writer, Speaker, Professorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17473106954036686180noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22541859.post-89615126200706880572008-04-05T06:58:00.000-06:002008-04-05T06:58:00.000-06:00Angie, Growing up in San Diego may not be that dif...Angie, Growing up in San Diego may not be that different. I will share more.Amentahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13876681992868014576noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22541859.post-6955710416374086472008-04-04T05:54:00.000-06:002008-04-04T05:54:00.000-06:00Ensayn, Thanks for your comment. You're right on p...Ensayn, <BR/>Thanks for your comment. You're right on point.<BR/>What little bit didn't understand is that when a person has a BA and a MA, the achievements or lack of achievements in high school are not even an issue.<BR/>What I didn't tell you or my other readers in the post is that little bit told me that now that she is a Christian, she and I are "sisters", and now we can be friends. Sisters? Yeah, we're both Christians. But I hardly feel like this woman is my sister. And if the only reason why she could think of me as a sister is because of the red blood that was shed by Christ, that's ridiculous. I guess the fact that we are fellow humans is not enough to draw us together. Hmmm.... I'm sure if my skin was white, we wouldn't need Jesus to validate our connection. <BR/>You grew up in San Diego? Okay... I'm sure that was an experience different from my own. You'll have to share one day.<BR/>Peace,<BR/>AAngela L. Braden, Writer, Speaker, Professorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17473106954036686180noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22541859.post-44129124127313050812008-03-31T14:10:00.000-06:002008-03-31T14:10:00.000-06:00Angie, I liked this post and the previous. I can ...Angie, I liked this post and the previous. I can relate on the level that when I went to high school, I went out to an all white school in San Diego, California where I grew up. Actually it was a student population of about 2500 with aproximately 150 black people attending. Of the Blacks there about 100 came from the "ghetto" like myself and the others lived in the white neighborhood. I could feel what you wrote, personally when you spoke of being one of the only Blacks at that school. What is so funny in a strange way is every time we had confrontations with white kids, when they called us nigger or someother name and one of us whipped that arse, they would always say what this white girl said "I was just playing..." Crazy after all this time this is still what these type people say. You should have peeped her right away, that she has deep seated problems beyond her sight or lack of sight, because she has no vision. She lives in the "trailer park" of her own mind. The minute she asked you if you were still mad about something 15 years ago, should have let you know she was and is burdened by it and that you had the upper hand over her then and now. That dispite not having sight you have great vision that she may never attain.Amentahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13876681992868014576noreply@blogger.com