I thought that something was surely wrong with me. My mother never explained to me that I was brown because of the melanin in my skin that brown is just as beautiful as any other color. When I saw her, my five year old little mind decided that she was clean and I was dirty. Her bright white skin was in direct contrast to my dark brown skin. I didn’t know that I was brown until I saw my first teacher, Ms. I never equated that with the dislike of my own brown skin. I thought that brown was one of the ugliest crayons in the box. When I was little, I had a bad self-image. My mother didn’t tell me stuff like this. The girl is brown like me.”įrom the time that she was real little, I always stressed the fact that she was brown and that she is beautiful. When I first bought the book for her last year, I gave it to her to see what she would say. Phillise requests this book over and over again. When I was younger, I didn’t see a lot of characters that looked like me on t.v., or as the starring character in a book. What I love even more is the fact that the little girl in the book is brown like me and Phillise. These are words from Karen Beaumont’s book, I Like Myself, illustrated by David Catrow.
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