Okay... I've sat here for over an hour now reading all these posts, understanding most, and for the most part, sharing your feelings. Then there are other times when my breath will become so thick in my chest ... I have considered posting here so many times, but always by the time I've finished reading the posts, I don't feel too awful welcome. You see, I am white. My daughter on the other hand, is ... from what I can tell... Apache/African/Mohawk/ AND White. Is there any room here for WhiteBlackIndians?? Now... on to my point... I sit here with blonde hair, blue eyes, and white skin... well white up until I read these posts, now it's mostly red. Usually if I am required to mark her ethniticity, I use the "other" catagory. She's getting a little older now, going to school and meeting more people and she's started asking questions about her skin color, and I've become more concerned with learning how to instill pride in her for what and who SHE is. Hence, here I am. But I have to say, I wouldn't want her to read these posts. I don't want her to be ashamed of being black OR indian OR white. I would think her father would feel the same way, but maybe not. I guess it's probably a lot of the same feelings you have when you talk about Cherokee owning slaves. And okay, they did... white men also owned slaves, We all know, by now, I would think anyways, that all the races coupled together then... and now, as far as that goes... but anyways, what I'm trying to say is I have no doubt that somewhere down the line, there is black and indian in my blood, just as there is white in your black and indian blood. My question is this: How am I supposed to teach my daughter to love and take pride in ALL of herself when so many different races have so much dislike for every other race? If she were sitting beside you right now, you would look at her and you may wonder if she was part white, but you wouldn't know. Does that make it alright to ignore that she is part white? Would it be the same thing that I hear from white people : "Well, it's not her fault." What does that mean????? That's what I always respond with "What's not her fault?" Nobody ever knows quite what to say to that. A definate conversation ender. Is she going to someday be forced to ignore her white blood in order to fit in with the black or indian community? Or forced to pretend not to care about her black and indian blood in order to fit in with the white community? Now I'm just one person and I know there's no way I can undo all the wrongs that were done in the past, but surely somewhere there is an answer for the "other" people of this country. I have forgiven my brothers and sisters for the things they did to me when we were children, and they've forgiven me for the things I did, and I'm sure it's the same with all of you. Well ya know, somewhere, somehow, someone, has got to say, yes, the white people did wrong, but so did everyone else, and in God's eyes we're all brothers and sisters, regardless of how many different colors or races or wars or past wrongs there are. Somewhere my daughter has got to be able to be EVERYTHING she is. And I happen to think if it's no where else, it should, at least, be here... Wouldn't you agree?