So my son say "why do people call themselves black when they are brown. I tell people don't call me black, call me brown.
So I asked "what do you call other friends that are light and dark?"
He said: If they are light I call them white, yellow, tan, or mocha. If they are dark there are a lot of shades of brown. There's coffee, brown, caramel, chocolate.
What can you do when your 8 year old sees the world as it actually is versus what they want you to think it is? (He believes in a peaceful world where racism will not exist. The sad part is he know it is chaotic and needs improvement.)
I teach him to be bugger than you are and help people out. Be there. Be compassionate. And I applaud his efforts for a more humble world. Who knows... he may be the one to actually make a difference that sticks around an eternity.
He is the Yang to my Yin.
