Culture Category

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? [...]

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 [...]

racism or ignorance?

In: Appearances, Culture, Parenting, Uncategorized

This weekend my husband and I found a piece of furniture on Craigslist.  (I love Craigslist!)  We stopped by the home of the seller on our way to the Fall Festival at my daughter’s school.  We met the couple that was selling it.  They were very nice, and friendly.  They even gave my daughter a [...]

A reader writes: “How has your husband adjusted to living far away? Do you ever think about going back to live in his home country? How do you keep his culture a part of your children’s lives? Do you practice Judaism at all/raise your kids Jewish?” I don’t think a day passes that the Caribbean [...]

A Family Vacation

In: Culture, Family, Marriage, Uncategorized

When I joined the Peace Crops more than a decade ago I was signing up for a cultural exchange program. Though people generally join because they want to be of service, that is really only 1/3 of the Peace Corps mission. The mission statement, a 3 point statement, is really 2/3 about having a cultural [...]

I started thinking about the idea that my children are not going to benefit from the white privilege I am privy to now and while growing up. It struck me hard yesterday when I was reading the question posed in the comments on another blog. The question read something like this, “Do you think that [...]

On Being Black in America

In: Culture, Racial identity, Uncategorized

Upon moving to America just 5 years ago my husband began to notice that he was a part of a club he didn’t sign up to join. He noticed that other black people were befriending him everywhere he went.

There was an interesting discussion this week on Anti-racist Parent.com. It started with a white woman who wrote in to ask, “How can white people join the anti-racist discussion?” It’s hard for me not to feel frustrated by this sort of question. It feels a bit like an inappropriate pity party. Like someone declaring, “I [...]

About this blog

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.


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