Color blind. Not blinded by color.

Gabrielle Davis
Philadelphia, PA

I remember being introduced to my friends dad once as her “black friend”, I knew she meant nothing by it but it had made me cringe a bit because I had never even thought about her race that way. I also never realized how racially awkward she was until that moment so much so that she had felt the need to point out my race. I don’t see the people in my life in shades of color or judge them on the amount or lack there of, of melanin in their skin. They are just themselves, there is no need or desire to bring race into their description because their personalities and who they are tell enough.


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