I have to admit, I am white.
My hair is a little longer than the rest of my hair, and my eyes are a little bigger than my ears.
But my real white hat is the one that I wear when I am at work, in meetings, or at home, when I meet people who look different than me.
When I think of white hats, my brain immediately goes to my grandmother’s.
It’s a hat that everyone wears, from people in business to people in politics.
My grandmother, who is now 94 years old, had an equally old-fashioned hat that she wore when she was alive.
I call it my white hat because it’s the hat that I hold on to when I’m not wearing it.
The white hat gives me power, and I feel empowered when I put my hat on.
I also know that it gives me strength.
When we are confronted with injustice, we often take the easy route of hiding our white hats.
This is why I have an unusual position in the business world, as a black woman in a white-shirted room.
I don’t wear my white hats because I want to.
I wear them because I have a strong sense of self.
When people look at me, I feel like I am in control of my own fate.
That is why when I was asked to speak at the NAACP’s Leadership Conference, I said, “I am white.”
I didn’t say, “white” in a racist way.
I said it in a way that meant something.
It wasn’t something to prove I was a member of the NAACP, because I was not.
My white hat means I can say, with confidence, that I am proud of who I am.
When my white family lost a loved one to a violent crime, I told my story to the NAACP and to the entire nation.
I told them, “If you lose someone to a senseless crime, you lose a member.”
I told the entire country that there are people of color who have lost loved ones to violent crime and who have done nothing to deserve that.
I did not say, I don’ t deserve that death.
I was just talking about people who have been lost.
I had to take the white hat off because I had been told by other people, who were white, that this is a bad idea.
I felt I had no choice but to put my white helmet on.
That’s what the white hats are for.
I am not proud of what my grandmother wore, but I also believe that the white-hat mentality is dangerous.
My grandparents wore their white hats for a reason.
They were willing to do anything it took to protect their family, and they believed that protecting their family meant defending themselves and their community.
They wore them because they knew the value of their family’s honor.
My mom is an accomplished woman.
She had two sisters and two brothers.
My dad was a truck driver, a trucker who loved his job.
My grandma was a stay-at-home mom.
When she passed away in 2014, she said, She was the person who made me think about being a stay at home mom.
She was a mother of six kids.
She worked a 40-hour week, a 40 hour week, doing whatever it took, to make sure her kids were taken care of and fed.
My mother’s sacrifice was a sacrifice for me.
I think that my mom is one of the only people in my family who has been a stay home mom for more than 10 years.
I never thought I would ever be a stay back home mom, but she did it.
I can see the way my mom has raised me.
She always looked after me and helped me to get to where I am today.
She is a true role model for me and for my entire family.
It was a big surprise when my mom asked me to wear my black hat when I spoke at the 2016 NAACP Leadership Conference.
I wasn’t sure what to expect, and now I am so grateful for that.
My aunt and uncle both wore white hats when they spoke at a different NAACP Conference in 2014.
They knew they would have to wear black to show support for the people who had died during the civil rights movement.
My family is from a different era, and it’s been a struggle for me to understand how my aunt and my uncle’s legacy continues to affect us today.
They are very important to me and to my family.
I’m grateful that they chose to wear white hats at a time when they were at the forefront of the civil war and during the Great Migration.
I hope that people see their white hat as a symbol of honor and dignity.
They chose to be white.
I want my white headdress to represent that.
They don’t want to take it off when they are out on the streets or at a party or in the parking lot. My hat