My parents prepared me for a lot. They took education seriously, resulting in me living by a schedule from elementary to high school. They had expectations and requirements of me and my siblings and they supported this with chores, rules and regulations. In addition to this, they had to teach me one of the most important lessons of my life. A lesson that now as an adult I see the importance of. And a lesson that as a parent hurts and upsets me because I will have to teach the same lesson to my own children. The lesson was as simple as this. You will always be "that black girl".