When I read brotha Blackbird's response to brotha Kemetkind's thread telling us how five Native American tribes enslaved Africans I was like man, we're like the doorknob of the world--everybody gets a turn. If I had the mind of a 9 year old how could I feel proud of belonging to a group that everyone in the world has messed over? How could I feel love for a god who has allowed me to be messed over over and over again? How could I desire universal oneness in a world with white people in it? Now my niece is 10 years old and my sister has embarked on telling her about her African and Native American (her paternal grandmother is full blooded which is why she has loose wavey hair) heritages. I am thinking about sharing with them some of the things being shared here at Destee. But I am wondering how do I do that without giving her a sense of hopelessness and shame?