By: Amy Wise
Being the white mother of a biracial child is an interesting position to be in. For some reason, no matter where my daughter goes, or who she meets, she is always thought of as black. Helloooo people, did you forget about me?!? Um, I was in labor for over 20 hours, trust me, my child is half white! It’s so funny because I don’t think twice about it, but alas, everyone else does. I’m not the nanny, I didn’t adopt her, I didn’t have an affair with a black man who left me! It’s simple: I’m married to the man I love…her father, and our daughter is our daughter –black, white, or otherwise. However, whenever I hear all the references to her being black, I tend to feel a bit left out. She is half black and half white…the best of both of us! This is something that we have taught her to embrace and cherish. She gets to live both cultures, backgrounds, and traditions. It’s beautiful! Why does society then continue to choose to label her?
Does the reference to her being black go all the way back in history to the “one drop rule”? Back in the day if you had one drop of “black blood” you were considered black. That is just silly in my opinion, because in a sense you are erasing the rest of who someone is.
Our current President is a perfect example of this. Isn’t it interesting that we refer to him as our first “black President?” Did we forget his mother was white? I am just as proud as the next person that he was elected…history-making for sure, however, the fact is, he is our first biracial President. Don’t erase his mama!
We will always raise our child to be proud of all sides, even though society keeps “telling” her otherwise. She is black AND white…embrace it, don’t erase it!
Amy Wise is a Freelance writer in San Diego,
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