THE BLACK OR WHITE (Perhaps that question would be better) black color all woke up one morning and decided to start your day. He opened the door of his house to collect the morning paper that had fallen two meters back against the side of the entrance to your home. The sun painted a beautiful day this Sunday, which was trying to add black color, giving greetings to the shadows of people walking on the sidewalk, as always unhealthy.
black color was used to feel ashamed of his family, because every time I opened the newspapers and read the reviews, was with titles and subtitles that say for example, "Dark crime ..." or else "All fear the black future is coming ...."
then again to enter his home for breakfast and turned on the TV news channel. It was common to find news reports that showed very nervous and angry people expressing outrage at having been robbed or injured by a thug. It was common for him to hear from their mouths, insults like, "These black crap would all be killed." But black, dark look despite this the world I was part, had no such hopes for humanity.
black color had gotten a job some time ago that gave him a decent living for a story in comfort. He had bought a black car with which he liked to go unnoticed as he returned from the office. But to go every morning to work was the problem because he could get black color job using a small trap. There were parts of his makeup, skin cosmetics visible with white, so I had to do this work prior to applying makeup every day before taking the course to their place of work. Otherwise, if someone discovered his true face will surely be fired.
black in color work was related to all kinds of people, some of colored skin who could easily find him, though his subjects were mostly white original. Color black
should share every day and laughing at the jokes of "black" and adding that they were racist to the talks that were given in the office. In those moments I thought, "If you knew how lucky they are able to live carefree what society thinks of you" ... So
spent a good period of months with these people and black color increasingly began to feel a desire strong to be like those guys. He spent his free time at home reading articles related to novel discoveries in medicine aesthetics, with the hope that someone discovered a formula for naturally clear skin color. Bored
complicated life I had to wear every day, black wanted to be someone white.
actually had hidden that desire from an early age. Black color had always read, seen and heard, as the white color associated with beauty, health, immaculately dressed brides, the romantic aura of the moon and the light from a life in heaven itself. While his peers were despised and her skin was compared with the clothes he wore at wakes, with the shadows, with filth and lies and suffering. It was more than obvious that black is felt at a disadvantage.
Both became obsessed with his new life with these men, until he forgot who he was and was one of the bunch.
Since then stood excited every day, half an hour earlier than usual and makeup on your skin before going out to the gate of his house to get the newspaper that, for some days, just dawned on par with their door clear signal that the paperboy was convinced of the arrival of a new tenant at that house.
then picked up the newspaper with his white hands and then rose further with his bright teeth divided smiles and greetings to everyone who passed through the village and he very politely returned the greeting.
But such was his security with its new image, black color one morning came as usual to his office openly waving to his comrades, not realizing he had forgotten to make up his hands.
're dirty! ... Your hands are not clean, liar! He immediately exclaimed white subjects the company firing him immediately.
But I'm the same with the fun they had all these past months! ... I! ... Said black.
The dirt always comes out! ... Responded with attitude disgust, the men properly dressed and with his hands covered in a manicure.
black color was surprised and told them after a few seconds watching them all directly to their faces ... It's true, I now realize ... the dirt always comes out! ... And that has always been his biggest fear, because now they have come true!
then drew a black color with the white smile that more should be proud to show every person on earth, his teeth when he smiled.
That was the time when black color never felt that I would have to worry about anything, it felt more full of attributes that are typically assigned to the whiteness that all those subjects who now looked deeply decorated all the attributes that are normally assigned to the darkness.
Before leaving office, I look at them individually and told them ... Be careful, you ran the white makeup on your cheek. And you, in your neck. And you, in your face ...!
Meanwhile, retired white walking peacefully in the midst of turmoil and despair of all those men who sought in the midst of hysteria a mirror to reflect. Color black
had always loved since childhood times of rain, as he fantasized about the water, could clean their blackness and leave as close to people white. He had also loved the rain, because I loved every time it appeared a rainbow in the sky. If one day life would not allow him to become white as the foam, at least wanted to be like one of those colors that are part of the rainbow, because the black color was not one of them. And according to his belief, that meant that God was not pleasing color.
now realized that I had a real purpose in life and it should be fulfilled, it was possible that all the dreams I'd ever had, was to become black.
And he thought ... the great and elegant black dress! ... and felt happy.
and thought ... All things bright that exist within me, may look better on my skin! ... and was happy.
and thought ... I be able to accompany the pain of the people when a loved one dies! ... And he felt that represent the gateway to life more beautiful, healthier, marriage with eternity, the romance with millions of moons in all the infinite galaxies and the true light that they dream about all the people on this earth ... And he was happier than ever, finally being himself. Because, despite having been provided, although it was forgotten, still need to be recognized in color to be someone useful, with a rationale. And what better to do than to live among white colors. Only this time, openly.
