- Don’t Matter if You’re Black or White
- “Aunt” or “Ant?” It’s Not a Black and White Issue
- Chinese or Blonde? How About Both?
- Race Discrimination: “Is It My Fault?”
- Black in the Supermarket Checkout Line
- The Toddler Color Association Game
- Boy, Am I Glad I’m White!
- Jordan’s Story
- So….I’m Not White?
- Neil’s Story
- Returning Land to the “Brown People”
- The Color of Breakfast
- The Color of Peanut Butter
- Black and White
- The Sesame Street Connection
- Learning Racial Inferiority
- Racial Profiling
- Kate’s Story
- How Do You Tell A Dark Person from a Light Person?
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One incident that I think my parents found kind of fascinating was when I was four years old. That was the first time we traveled outside of Pakistan, and we went to the States, to the UK, and Turkey. I … Continue reading
The first time I became aware of my race was in pre-school when I was four years old. The pre-school was in a suburban town outside of Boston, MA in the early 1990’s. I was the only black student in … Continue reading
My daughter just turned one. She is biracial. When we have playdates and meet other children her age, the other kids look at me with what my husband and I call the “Wow you are different” look. In our case … Continue reading
We were fortunate to send our children to a school that was a little more diverse than most elementary schools in our town – this was 28 years ago. My tow-headed daughter would come home from kindergarten telling me about … Continue reading
We adopted our daughter when she was 3. We are “white” and she is “black”. One day in the grocery store, she was three at the time she said to me, “Mom why do people call me black and you … Continue reading
My son is 8. He and we are caucasian – Spanish and American. His friends are from many different cultures and races, and when referring to someone requires calling attention to something that he things will help me remember someone, … Continue reading