Look, Mommy! ...Black people!!I'll share a funny story because some of you may appreciate it.
Despite the fact that we're Unitarian, we sent my son to a private Christian grammar school because it was, academically, the best school in our area. The school was popular among Christian blacks in our area so the classes, which were limited to only 10 students per classroom, were very integrated. My son's class consisted of 5 black children and 5 white.
This was a good thing. I was proud that my son grew up 'color blind'. Once, he told me a story involving a classmate named Brianna. I used to always get Brianna and Brianne mixed up so I asked, "Which one is Brianna?"
He replied, "You know Brianna! She has brown eyes and brown skin and brown hair and she always wears a bow in her hair!" It touched me that my little boy saw skin color as such a trivial desc
Well, his best friend in grammar school was Isaiah. Isaiah had a white mom and a black dad. Because he was our son's best friend, we got to know his parents pretty well.
Isaiah's mom once told me a story that was pretty funny. She and Isaiah were thumbing through a book which had a chapter on Africa. She flipped to a page where there was a big color picture of a tribe of very dark-pigmented Africans. "Look, Mommy! ...Black people!!" shouted Isaiah. His mom nearly lost it! She said she wanted to laugh so hard. She figured it might be time to have a little talk about race... and about the term 'black people'.
I thought it was kinda cool that my son wasn't the only one in his class who was growing up color blind. :-)
Today, my son is in college out-of-state, majoring in Music. His college is one of the 10 U.S. colleges with the highest percentage of international students. When we visit Massachusetts at Christmas time, he makes it a point to look up his friends from grammar school. After all these years, they all stay in touch on Facebook.