There was a poor elderly black women who lived alone in a small rundown house. Everyday, after school, a little white boy would pass by and yell out racially insulting names to her.
One day the little boy decided to hide under the elderly woman's porch, in hopes of jumping out and seriously startling her to death. Instead he heard her praying. "Dear God, I'm really hungry. I know you will have food on my door step tomorrow and I will do a dance for you with these old tired feet."
The little white boy was maliciously ecstatic after hearing this, he had a plan.
The next day he gathered food from his home and told his friends to follow him when the school is over. He told them the stupid old black woman thinks God listens to her and she will do a dance so they all can laugh. The boy placed the food on her door step and they all hid under her porch.
The elderly black lady came out and saw the food. With glee, she said very loudly, "Lord, you are so mighty you answer all prayers. Not only did you send food as I prayed, but your powers are so mighty that you were able to make the devil bring it himself."
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Colored Man
During the 60s, a black man entered a diner and was accosted by a white guy, "Colored people are not allowed here."
The black man looked at the white guy and said, "Listen sir...when I was born I was BLACK, when I grew up I was BLACK, when I'm sick I'm BLACK, when I go in the sun I'm BLACK, when I'm cold I'm BLACK, and when I die I'm BLACK. But you sir, when you were born you're PINK, when you grow up you're WHITE when you're sick you're GREEN, when you go in the sun you're RED, when you're cold you turn BLUE, and when you die you're PURPLE. And you have the nerve to call me COLORED????"
The black man looked at the white guy and said, "Listen sir...when I was born I was BLACK, when I grew up I was BLACK, when I'm sick I'm BLACK, when I go in the sun I'm BLACK, when I'm cold I'm BLACK, and when I die I'm BLACK. But you sir, when you were born you're PINK, when you grow up you're WHITE when you're sick you're GREEN, when you go in the sun you're RED, when you're cold you turn BLUE, and when you die you're PURPLE. And you have the nerve to call me COLORED????"
Flying First Class
On a BA flight from Johannesburg, a middle-aged, well-to-do white South African Lady found herself sitting next to a black man. She called the cabin crew attendant over to complain about her seating.
"What seems to be the problem, ma'am?" asked the attendant.
"Can't you see?" she said, "You've sat me next to a kafir. I can't possibly sit next to this disgusting human. Find me another seat!"
"Please calm down, ma'am," the flight attendant replied, "The flight is very full today, but I'll tell you what I'll do - I'll go and check to see if we have any seats available in club or first class."
The woman cocks a snotty look at the outraged black man beside her (not to mention many of the surrounding passengers).
A few minutes later, the flight attendant returns with the good news, which she delivers to the lady, who cannot help but look at the people around her with a smug and self-satisfied grin.
"Ma'am, unfortunately, as I suspected, economy is full. I've spoken to the cabin services director, and club is also full. However, we do have one seat in first class."
Before the lady has a chance to answer, the flight attendant continues...
"It is most extraordinary to make this kind of upgrade, however, and I have had to get special permission from the captain. But, given the circumstances, the captain felt that it was outrageous that someone should be forced to sit next such an obnoxious person."
Having said that, the flight attendant turned to the black man sitting next to the lady, and said, "So if you'd like to get your things, sir, I have your seat ready for you..."
At which point, apparently the surrounding passengers stood and gave a standing ovation while the black man walked up to the front of the plane.
"What seems to be the problem, ma'am?" asked the attendant.
"Can't you see?" she said, "You've sat me next to a kafir. I can't possibly sit next to this disgusting human. Find me another seat!"
"Please calm down, ma'am," the flight attendant replied, "The flight is very full today, but I'll tell you what I'll do - I'll go and check to see if we have any seats available in club or first class."
The woman cocks a snotty look at the outraged black man beside her (not to mention many of the surrounding passengers).
A few minutes later, the flight attendant returns with the good news, which she delivers to the lady, who cannot help but look at the people around her with a smug and self-satisfied grin.
"Ma'am, unfortunately, as I suspected, economy is full. I've spoken to the cabin services director, and club is also full. However, we do have one seat in first class."
Before the lady has a chance to answer, the flight attendant continues...
"It is most extraordinary to make this kind of upgrade, however, and I have had to get special permission from the captain. But, given the circumstances, the captain felt that it was outrageous that someone should be forced to sit next such an obnoxious person."
Having said that, the flight attendant turned to the black man sitting next to the lady, and said, "So if you'd like to get your things, sir, I have your seat ready for you..."
At which point, apparently the surrounding passengers stood and gave a standing ovation while the black man walked up to the front of the plane.
No Mexicans
A US Navy cruiser pulled into port in Mississippi for a week's shore leave.
The first evening, the Captain was more than a little surprised to receive the following letter from the wife of a wealthy plantation owner:
"Dear Captain, Thursday will be my daughter's coming of age party. I would like you to send four well mannered, handsome, unmarried officers. They should arrive at 8:00 p.m. prepared for an evening of polite southern conversation and dance with lovely young ladies. One last point: No, Mexicans. We don't like Mexicans."
Sure enough, at 8:00 PM on Thursday, the lady heard a rap at the door.
She opened the door to find, in dress uniform, four exquisitely mannered, smiling BLACK officers. Her jaw hit the floor, but pulling herself together she stammered, "There must be some mistake!"
"On no, madam," said the first officer, "Captain Martinez doesn't make mistakes."
The first evening, the Captain was more than a little surprised to receive the following letter from the wife of a wealthy plantation owner:
"Dear Captain, Thursday will be my daughter's coming of age party. I would like you to send four well mannered, handsome, unmarried officers. They should arrive at 8:00 p.m. prepared for an evening of polite southern conversation and dance with lovely young ladies. One last point: No, Mexicans. We don't like Mexicans."
Sure enough, at 8:00 PM on Thursday, the lady heard a rap at the door.
She opened the door to find, in dress uniform, four exquisitely mannered, smiling BLACK officers. Her jaw hit the floor, but pulling herself together she stammered, "There must be some mistake!"
"On no, madam," said the first officer, "Captain Martinez doesn't make mistakes."
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