Anna Johnston OK A sentence you will never hear.
Anna Johnston OK A sentence you will never hear.
Diana Vicars Austin, TX These were the words my mother said to me in 1950 when I read out loud the sign over a water fountain at a gas station during a car trip from Texas to Florida. I was six and a begining reader. Dehydrated from car sickness, I lived for the few and [...]
Clinton Browning Fayetteville, GA
Victoria N. Fortson, GA My ancestors came to America just like many others. Just because I am white, does not mean my family “owned” “slaves”. When an African American girl says to me “you’re so lucky to have that hair” or “I would pay a lot for some of your hair”, it makes me mad. [...]
Christine Marriott River Falls, WI I lived in the south, born in 1956. I saw awful things as a little white girl from a racist dysfunctional family. They taught me how not to be. Maybe it was because they treated me like they treated black people. My school was segregated early. I got in so [...]
Brooke Cobbin Jacksonville, FL For years, I have been pleasantly surprising people because when they read my name Brooke (Morgan) Cobbin they expect to see a white girl. When they read my essays, my emails…they think I am white. It’s funny to me because of how names are trendy. How many Madisons do you know [...]
Amy Blue Tulsa, OK As a white girl in a top-ranking and racially diverse high school, I could not understand why the student population segregated itself racially. I saw all of my classmates as equals and felt a strong sense of responsibility to make others see their classmates in the same light. I climbed out [...]
Toolie Anchorage, AK To the black community, I “act” too white to be like them. To the white community, my skin is too dark to be like them. I am black. I am not black enough. I am too black. No matter where I go, I can’t seem to fit in anywhere. All my life [...]
Hailey Dodge Grand Rapids, MI Everywhere I go I am always being called white-girl all the time. But the truth of it is that I am not white I don’t blend in with the snow, flour shows up on my skin, and I have blood running through my veins. And to be honest the color [...]
Katherine McEvoy Westford, MA
Tonia Torrence Salt Lake City, UT My six words are based on experience as a mediator for the juvenile Victim/Offender mediation program for the Salt Lake Courts. Schoolgirl fight, brown punished, not white or Middle-school fight, brown punished, not white Two middle-school girls were in the mediation with their mothers. The blond white girl had [...]
Francesca Magno Portland, ME I come from a very large Irish/Italian family. We have traditions and ideals representative of different cultures. Yet, when people identify me I am simply a white girl. People do not view me as a mix of races. I could be any other ugg wearing, latte in hand, textaholic, but I [...]
Kci Burnes Spokane, WA At one time I was homeless and the only person who comforted this white girl at a shelter was a lovely black girl in a predominantly white part of the country.
Rayna Delaney Pharr, TX This occurred to me in 1969 as I started college. I was a naïve white girl from a rural all-white neighborhood. Had read a lot about Blacks and their struggles. I was surprised when I sat down next to a group of Blacks and they ignored by attempts to start a [...]
Cassandra Krummel Seaford, NY Being a white girl brought up in New York was difficult. I went to school where many of the students were black and to them, I was a spoiled white girl. Coming to college and joining a sorority never helped the situation. Every time I am confronted by a black person, [...]
Janet Little Dayton, OH From a rural, small town- I hadn’t seen any couples that were of different races. During the 1994 OJ Simpson trials, at age 6, I ignorantly asked my mother, “Was that black boy married to that white girl that died?” Her only response was: “Yes, but white girls should only marry [...]
Ivy Portland, ME Yes I am a white female but I do not think I fit the stereotypes associated with the label “white girl”.
Joni Sweet New York, NY
Rebeca Osborn Ambridge, PA I grew up in largely white, upper-middle-class suburbs, but as a social outcast for different reasons, somehow most of my best friends through life have been non-white or biracial. It’s taken me a long time to learn to just ask questions of people who are different from me, and accept that [...]
Haley Powell Santa Barbara, CA Me and my friends have noticed and talked about this before- it’s not like we tried to avoid making any black friends, it’s that we were never even presented with an opportunity in our schools.
Shaylee Reichardt Portland, OR Growing up in not the nicest of neighborhoods, I was always everybody’s one “white” friend. They didn’t see me for all of my ethnic background. I guess I’m just the white girl who is only a paper minority. They cant see my whole family.
Tamie Odom Sherman, TX I was only five at the time. Me and my 2 sisters were going to an all black school in Newburg, NY. The race riots were happening and lots of tension was in the city. Black kids hated me because I was white. I had no idea what I had done [...]
Bethany Hilkert Bryant, AR
Tracey Rae Palmer Myrtle Beach, SC I was told never to kiss a n***** or get close to them; they would only rob you or kill you for money. I found myself in collage in 1979 and a black man got an “A” in his class. With arms held wide and incredible excitement, he kissed [...]
Jennifer Rapach Pittsburgh, PA I grew up in rural Western Pennsylvania in a public school that was 100% white, 100% Christian. Before I went to college, the only non-white person I knew was my doctor. Now I seek out opportunities to interact with other races and cultures, and a large part of my job is [...]
Yaela Ettlinger Olympia, WA Born 1950. Attended Madrona Elemetary on 34th street and Union, Seattle from 1955 – 1962. We could all play together until 3rd grade. Then the other African-American girls began to follow me and my best friend Joan around the playground calling, “What are you doing with that white girl, Joan?”. So [...]
Nikolas van Oekel Virginia Beach, VA
Rachel Robbins San Francisco, CA When I was child, we didn’t really have the commonly held words and concepts regarding the identities of biracial people the way we now do. So I was understandably a bit confused by my biracial family. My mom and aunties are biracial, and my own father was out of the [...]
Jessica Wright Athens, GA I have grown up denouncing my Southern birth and heritage. My parents aren’t Southern and disliked its racist past. As a white girl, who am I?
Madeline Meyers Madison, WI
Kyle Lim Grand Rapids, MI As a biracial individual, I learned early-on how to de-emphasize certain aspects of my racial identity depending on who I was around. When I met my wife Claire, we were both attending a predominantly white private college and although she knew that I was mixed, her experiences with me have [...]
Samantha McFadden New York, NY I grew up outside of New York in a city that was definitely more urban than suburban. I spent the majority of my childhood being referred to as “that white girl” by my classmates. As one of a dozen Caucasian people in my graduating class in high school, you would [...]
Lael Weyenberg Worthington, OH Growing up white in Hawaii is a unique experience in race – you’re a minority in number but not an “economic minority”. You watch yourself and don’t act better than others. I was beat up twice for being in the wrong place but didn’t feel unsafe in my home. It is [...]
Lori Draper Seward, AK People have stated that colorblindness is good. Really??
Elysha O’Brien Las Vegas, NV Whites see me as Mexican, Mexicans view me as White because I don’t speak Spanish. I find it interesting that we don’t qualify other ethnic identities on the basis of language. Featured on NPR’s Morning Edition Segment: Living in Two Worlds but with Just One Language http://www.npr.org/2013/05/23/185839159/living-in-two-worlds-but-with-just-one-language
Pamela Russell Bejerano Portland, OR As a white girl growing up, I always felt I had no culture. As an adult, I realized that what I was seeking was a racial identity. But I am discovering daily that this racial identity is not just Scottish and Norwegian, but part of a society that unfairly awards [...]
Erin Murphy Barling, AK I grew up in a mostly African American neighborhood outside Miami, Florida. My friends never made me feel out of place but the other 60% of the students at the schools I attended sure did. My great-grandparents were immigrants -on one side of the family I was third generation American. That [...]
Nina Haug Richardson, TX While applying for college, I realized that I have no “hook” – the box, story, or line that might make me more than just another high-achieving middle class white girl applying to too many schools. And I had absolutely no right to complain about this – I grew up in a [...]
Natalia de Cuba Romero Massapequa Park, NY IN my heart and in my head I have always thought of myself as Puerto Rican, Born in Queens, NY to a Puerto Rican mom and a dad from Aruba and a bilingual home, lived in Puerto Rico for a number of years…but I’ve always looked like a [...]
Lisa Aragon Duque San Diego, CA Growing up Hispanic from New Mexico, in Hawaii, mistaken for a white girl. I was neither accepted nor rejected. I felt stuck in the middle. I felt wholly Hispanic in a white world and no one ever questioned me because of my fair skin. Hispanics of all cultures still [...]
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Sharon Burnham Roanoke, VA
Dominique Houston San Diego, CA The moment I open my mouth, I am often told that my speech betrays my skin.
Julie Naski Ann Arbor, MI Understanding Race Project- University of Michigan As a white female, I have found that it is easier to keep my mouth shut when it comes to my attraction to black guys. When I reveal this to people, I am most commonly met with a surprised reaction, and then asked with [...]
Jennifer Ashland, KY I am from a small city in Kentucky… people automatically think “Do you have your teeth”, “Do you wear shoes”, “She hates “colored” people”.. while all of these are simply uneducated guesses. I truly didn’t realize how bad racism was until I got older and in high school. I went to a [...]
Stacey Aronson Morris, MN
Susan Riker Washington, DC Freshman year on the 4th floor of the International dorm at Mt Holyoke College.