“But you have blue eyes!” So?

Stephanie Diane Scott-Melnyk,
Washington, DC.

My father is a light-skinned black man. My mother is an extremely fair white woman. For at least the 40 years I can remember, I have felt required to fight for the recognition of my black heritage. My race card is a statement made to me at least once a year by white people. As though I chose my eye color as a way to attempt to pass.