Navigating the world with my inter-racial, inter-cultural family
We were late and swim lessons were beginning. One child in the pool and the next almost in, I am focused and in full mom mode. Until a woman, a white woman in her 40’s, gets really close to my body as she’s passing and asks in a low voice, “is your daughter adopted?” Huh? [...]
Imagine this, it’s been about 20 minutes since school has let out and my daughter is playing on the monkey bars with some friends as I watch. There are four of them. A man approaches and with a friendly gesture says, “is that one yours?” pointing to the blonde boy not playing with my daughter. [...]
It’s a very exciting time in our lives. We are moving. We just bought our first home. It’s not a big move, but it pushes us outside of city limits and into a new school district. Arrrg! As you can see I am hinting at the fact that I am not happy about changing my [...]
I could not have said it better. Contrary to what many believe being in an interracial relationship does not, by itself, magically make you anti racist or race conscious. It does not make you colorblind (nor is that desirable). In reality, when you are in an interracial relationship it is even more important to constantly [...]
“Let’s play slaves,” my oldest said to my youngest. I could hear them in the other room. “I’ll be the slave and you be my owner.” she said to her. I interjected from the other room (trying to be casual). “What are slaves?” I asked. “A long time ago black people were taken and owned [...]
I have been celebrating all day with my girls. We’ve been dancing, singing, talking, enjoying. We had the priviledge of enjoying the beach on this sunny California day. Will.i.am’s “It’s a new Day” was pounding out of the speakers tonight when I asked my oldest daughter (6 y/o), “Do you understand why it’s a big [...]
As my daughter gets older I find myself continually challenged by what she’s exposed to when I am not around. You might have read a few months back about a racial incident that took place at my daughter’s school. A classmate had said she didn’t want to play with her because of her skin color. [...]
I am a white woman, mother of two, married to a man from the Eastern Caribbean. I work to understand my whiteness everyday; and though I am a bit of a Pollyanna, I hope you find substance in my writing. I welcome your comments.