From the Mouths of Babes

I really need to trust myself. I was listening to another pundit say we live in a “post racial America” and I thought, “Hmmmm, are all these hand-stitched Jane Austen caplets in vain? Do I not need to try quite so hard to blend in?”

And then the daughter of a client said this to me after I asked her about her neighborhood school and my spirits lifted.

“Ugh, I’m so glad I didn’t go to school there. It’s soooooo Mexican!”

Two pieces of wonderfulness in this quote. 

One, she confirmed for me that yes, of colors are mad scary. And since this girl isn’t even voting age yet, I know this thinking will happily continue on through at least one more generation.

And two, she didn’t at all seem perturbed to tell one of color how she felt about another group of of colors…so maybe, just maybe, my Oreoness worked on her and she hasn’t noticed that in some circles, I get asked if I’m Dominican or Puerto Rican! 

There’s nothing like a line like that to let you know you’re doing the right thing.

Back to the sewing. Just a few more French knots and Mr. Darcy won’t know what to do with himself!

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4 comments

  1. I know (or hope really hard) that this blog is supposed to be satirical, but WHO has asked you if you’re Puerto Rican? Dominican or Honduran, maybe because they largely look like negroes, but you don’t look like anyone’s idea of a “typical” Puerto Rican.

    You may be white on the inside, but you ain’t passing for nothing but an RBP on the outside. Sorry.

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