Melanie Lindgren
Grand Rapids, MI
I was living in Florida for about four years. Most of the girls I met down there were rich, spoiled, tan, beautiful girls. My grandparents came here from Latvia towards the end of World War 2 and as such, I have blonde hair and extremely pale skin. I would always get called Casper, or asked if I had cancer. It got to be ridiculous and offensive, since most of what was said was in bad faith and only said to be a mockery. Racism isn’t just different colors of skin, but different tones too.
