When I read the word "multiculturism" my mind went away from myself and to most of my friends. My best friend from high school is biracial and she has faced many obstacles throughout her life living in a small judgmental Texas town. Her parents divorced when she was a little girl so she primarily lived with her mother and often felt as if she was more different than everyone else because of the way she looked because of her race. The high school we went to had approximately three hundred students and only five or six of those students came from the same racial background as her. She would often confide in me about how other students or "friends" would treat her differently or not include her things, and now that I look back on it I wonder if it was because of how she looked. As we went through school together I think it bothered her less and less though. She would make jokes about her being black like how shoe couldn't run very fast. She chose not to care about what other people thought of her and just did what made her happy and those qualities also play a role in why we are best friends.
your story remonds me of one of my son'd friends. He is black as awell and in their school which is small he was the only one of his race in their class. he used to make jokes about stuff to. Everyone loved him and there was no issue with it but I just remember the jokes and now think maybe he had the issue of feeling different not everyone else seeing him that way. Beautiful picture of you girls!!
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