What It’s Like Being #Biracial
I accompanied my mother to pick up my little brother at a kindergarten classmate’s birthday party. When the birthday boy saw my mom, his eyes widen. With a gasp, he cried to my brother, “I didn’t know you were ADOPTED!”
I was bewildered. Why would he say my brother was adopted when he wasn’t? Why could’t he see that she was our mom?
Disney World, 1998
It was summer and my extended…
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