Between a Rock and a White Place

Like lots of you I am a wash with shame right now. Whitewashing over racism on so many levels that I didn’t think I was capable of.

I thought because I was mixed raced that means that I know and understand.

I don’t

I didn’t

My skin is white so I will never understand despite my heritage.

So, like everyone else I am learning.

I am reading, listening and watching.

But more importantly I am asking questions.

I am challenging my family.

My dad was a light skinned black man in the British army where racism is rife and you grow a skin so thick you don’t talk about it.

He doesn’t talk about racism for many reasons.

His nickname in the army was Choco.

I have a lot more to learn about racism.

I have a lot more to challenge.

It starts with me.

2 responses to “Between a Rock and a White Place”

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