For #BlackHistoryMonth, I’m sharing some of my thoughts…
And though this is not pure fiction, I was inspired by this week’s One Minute Fiction Challenge photo prompt at Lovely Curses.
Almost thirty years ago when my brother and I used to be out and about with my nephew as a baby, the stares we would get always cracked us up.
It was obvious that people wondered what two dark-skinned people were doing with a white-looking baby. And the fact that my nephew looked like he had hints of Asian confused people even more than they already were. Instead of double-takes, we would get triple-takes.
Most people would only stare while some strangers (usually older folks) were actually bold enough to ask outright:
“Oh, he’s adorable! Are you the babysitter?”
“No, I’m not the babysitter.”
A look of confusion followed by raised eyebrows.
“Oh! He’s adopted?”
“No, he’s not adopted.”
“Huh? That’s your baby?”
That’s the point where my annoyance about the intrusive questions would take over and I would simply tell a little white lie – yes, he was my baby. That would usually be where the conversation ended, leaving their real question unanswered…
“How can a Black lady have a White baby?”
Back then, I wasn’t about to school anyone on the multitude of shades that we come in. It’s funny how things have changed and no one around here bats an eye anymore.
A “What Would You Do” video as for for thought below.
Tell me what you think.
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