a mighty fine conversation

Breakfast. Alice was randomly jibber jabbering away about all sorts of nonsense. Then:

Alice: Mighty white and mighty black. Which one is closer to your color? Mighty white? Or mighty black?

The Mama: Well, my hair is awfully dark so it is closer to mighty black. And my eyes are brown, so they are closer to mighty black.

Alice: What about you?

The Mama: You mean my skin? Well, that’s tough. (I pointed to the black coffee in the white mug that I was conveniently holding right that instant) It is sort of in between. It is more of a light tan color.

Alice: Well, tan is like light brown, so you’re more like mighty black.

Living with The Kidling who knows neither classification nor category is mighty refreshing, no?

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29 thoughts on “a mighty fine conversation

  1. My eldest came home from school one day and said, “I’m not white, I’m peach”, and Mikey isn’t black, he’s brown, but Rog told me that no matter what I say, he’s black”…I love that people can be the color of crayons and no more or less than that..:-)

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