I absolutely love my children. And I love the fact that they are growing up unaware of the idea of racial prejudice.
Last week, my daughter,7, and her friend (long, blond haired American) were sitting next to two friends of mine (one Korean and one American). The girls were laughing and joking that strangers might think they were sisters and the daughter of the American woman.
I interrupted and suggested that someone may think they are the daughters of the my Korean friend. The girls looked at each other and laughed and said, “Only Alia could be her daughter because she has short hair, but no-one would think Hannah was her’s because Hannah has long hair.”