The Black Sheep


When my mother called me the black sheep in the family, I began to see myself as different from everyone else. I don’t remember how old I was, or why she called me that, but it has stayed with me all these years.

 

Chapter Nine – The Black Sheep

There is something to be said for the black sheep. Her eyes are a little more soulful than the rest of the flock. At first she stands facing them, then moves into their midst, alone in a crowd. She is not leading the flock, nor bringing up the rear. She is right there in the center, surrounded by the white sheep. She is the inspiration for a childhood song. Nobody ever sang, “Baa, baa white sheep, have you any wool.”

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The Black Sheep is another very short chapter in the book.  Tomorrow…..Jesus was a Jew.

 

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