Aldo Kraas

(July 15 1964 / Sao Paulo Brazil)

A persons goodness is not made up of skin color


A persons goodness is not made up of skin color
But a persons goodness is made of a character
And how can we find out about her good character?
I thing buy waiting and hopping that she shows her good character to Us
But the truth is that I don't know her character until I come face to face With her

Submitted: Friday, February 25, 2011
Edited: Friday, April 01, 2011
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  • Colleen Courtney (6/22/2014 11:48:00 AM)

    It is never ever okay to judge one by race! All people bleed red when cut which makes us all the same as one another. You are so very right with these words. It is a persons character who truly makes them who they are. You will never know a person by just looking at their outer shell. (Report) Reply

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