When I was younger, that question would immediately cause my shoulders to hunch and a look of hunted suspicion to cloud my features. Today my embracement of otherness is shadowed by so much more than a child’s rejection of being different– Am I rejecting aspects of my race by qualifying that I am Black, White, Mexican and a touch of Native American. Should I downplay the Black by “Panamanian” and “Jamaican”? The White by “Italian” and “German”? Should I say “Hispanic” and not “Mexican”? Indicate tribe?
What are you? I am Other.
What is your 6-Word Story?