Sometimes its nice just being a fly on the wall. Live in other peoples worlds for a few moments. Let your own differences teach you a few lessons. Today I attended a senior citizen social event for my grandmother. I was the youngest person there by about 25 years feeling a litle out of place. It was a beautiful affair, older black women decked out in their purple and red. And the hats...the hats
Oh I love hats. Especially big church hats that look like plates. My fascination with hats began in church. Our sunday school teacher used to make them. Once in vacation bible school(yeah im taking yall back there and if you don't know about vacation bible school, dont ask) we made our own hats. I made a black hat with electri blue ribbon and some glitter(shut up i was 6) for my grandmother. she wore that tackiness on her head the next sunday and still has it ot this day. But those hats.
But today it was different. I appreciated being in these womens presence. The Compton chapter of the Red Hatters. Listening to speeches about getting old and maintaining integrity as grandparents, i learned a little about my own grandparents. It was just a different experience. Just watch and learn...
Black women are too beautiful
-alii
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Oh hats are wonderful. And so are black women. Amazing. I'm sure you're having fun down there with your grandmother. Killing it in her red hats.
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