Even the nobelty came out away

In another incarnation, and my great-great-great-Grandfather married with a princess that was poor. In portuguese I would say tatatataravô one ta for each up after the first great, in portuguese, the first great if biza. He was from Atilles, he was filty rich, he grandfather already was filty rich, before white sugar be in Europe they produce that food with melaço, they buy from this family. So my grear...grandfather was from a family thathis grandfather already was married with a white woman, and his father was married with white woman, so my ancestor that came for Europe was mullato that, had mother and grandmother white. The family care very much for the last name that reeceive from him, his wife was very poor, probably with many problems in the country. He was change of life for probably an dispair noble girl that the name only make the doors close to her. My great-grandmother used to say that better make the kids alcooholics people all the time complain because the cavities. My grandfather don't even say he was white, to say exactly they were of the same color, I used to think that all the family were of people that had consious that racism is something very ugly, the money came from a ancestor that was from a place that the persons were of color. I used to think imagine how a racist would like born in that family to call him-herself black. So let me say the only dream of my greatfather was have a black daughter with blue eyes, he have blue eyes, he sent letters to all Africa to find a girls with blue eyes, my mother had blue eyes and was dark. I didn't knew the mother of my mother. My grandfather raise the daughter with the help of his mother. He got know that have a prince that lived in France that was mullato and write to him if he wanted to knew my mother. My father was a prince that don't used to use that title. He had a lot of sons. That was my father that prince, he was married with nobody. I used to went to his home all my borther were frequently there but didn't lived there. My eyes were blue. When child I was a mullatinho, where I grow the girls used to say to me that was swarthy, I had a lot of girlfreinds in Greece, I liked my family, I never think that was a shame descend of a mullato from Atilles, I used to think that racist would love any place of there to complain just about that. I had cousins from the part of my grandfather that raise me. He was from the sister of my Grand-father she married went to live with the husband. And my great....Grandfather alreadu had blue eyes.

Rute Bezerra de Menezes Gondim