Hey, Pass Me the Skin-Colored Crayon
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6 min readJul 15, 2020
When I was little, I didn’t know much about racism.
This, in itself, was a privilege. In my white neighborhood amongst my white family friends and our white government, no one really seemed to converse about it often.
If you had asked me a few years ago, though, I would’ve said that from day one, I have lived an anti-racist existence. Even when I was a child who knew nothing…
