But here's what happens: they smile and nod politely, maybe even chuckle, before getting to their point, 'Right, but what are you? Where are your parents from? While I could say Pennsylvania and Ohio, and continue this proverbial two-step, I instead give them what they're after: 'My dad is Caucasian and my mom is African American. I'm half black and half white.
‘My mum always told me I was white, like her. Now I know the truth’
Rachel Dolezal - Wikipedia
Only when her father died did the truth surface. Y ou might not think it to look at me, but my upbringing was a very Anglo-Irish affair. I grew up on the outskirts of London with my blue-eyed younger brother, British father and Irish mother. Many happy weeks of the school holidays were spent in Ireland and I was educated at a Catholic school in Surrey. We ate roast beef and yorkshire puddings on Sundays, and Thin Lizzy, Van Morrison and the Clash formed the soundtrack to our lazy weekends.
A Biracial Woman on Growing Up With White Parents: "I'm Learning the Truth About the World"
Carliyonna Thurber , a year-old biracial woman who grew up in Long Valley, NJ, never seriously considered her race as a child. Adopted as an infant by white parents, Carliyonna spent her formative years attending school and making friends in a town that is 90 percent white. While reflecting on the demonstrations taking place around the US, Carliyonna has been contemplating her experience as a woman of color. For example, at the time, I didn't think much of it when kids in school would say, 'I'm going to come back from vacation darker than you. Although Carliyonna's parents were always more than willing to answer questions about her background, she admits there wasn't a huge push for her to really understand her Black identity.
Search Search. Menu Sections. Growing up as a dark-skinned girl in an all-white family, writer Georgina Lawton always knew she was different.