SO I recently started thinking about my childhood... Growing up in a not-so diverse part of the country, and always feeling like I never fit in.
See with the African American kids I was too "upity", I spoke like a "white girl"; because I didn't use slang, and I dind't repeat that horrible N-word, I wanted to the white, or act white. With the white kids I always felt the most comfortable, yet I knew I didn't look like them. My culture was completely different then theres, and the way they spoke to and about their parents made me scared for them (my parent's were zero tolerence to disrepect as they should have been).... Oh and the Mexicans, I coudln't understand a word they were saying!
Fast forward about 2 decades, now I'm feeling that way again! Where do I fit in? Where do my children belong? At our play-dates and amongst our friends we're always the minority, will my boys ever pick up that they're different? I don't want them growing up feeling insecure with who they are, because they don't know who they are. Am I worrying too soon? Or am I concerned for a good reason?
I want so desperately to have friends of my race, and culture, who have the same moral standards and upbringing as I did (WITH CHILDREN OF THEIR OWN); do they exist? The wonderful thing about New England is the all the culture, the horrible thing is all the culture..... Where are the African Americans????