As this was my first iReport I did not complete my story.  My entire life I have had to educate others on the varying shades of Blackness.  What has been the most interesting of my experiences is when White people assumed I was White and share their thoughts, opinions, comments on fellow Blacks.  Then the day comes when my Blackness is revealed, though I never "passed" for White, I never thought it was necessary for me to say hello my name is Mary and by the way I am Black.  I digressed, it is most interesting to me when White people shared their negative thoughts and comments on fellow co-workers or classmates (whatever the environment was at the time) and they learned I that I am Black. I watch them as they recount mentally the comments they made or share and then attempt to blame me for allowing them to share their [as I term it ] uncensored, uncut and honest and feelings/thoughts about Black people.  I never defend my physical characteristics for their truthful statements made when they thought they were talking to a fellow White person.