Dear Brown Lady: Proximity-To-Whiteness Doesn’t Move You To Light

Dear Brown Lady: Proximity-To-Whiteness Doesn’t Move You To Light

by Divya Kumar

As children of Indian immigrants raising up in white residential district Connecticut, I was really the only brown kid in school for some of my personal early childhood. Chronic race-based microaggressions and straight-up bullying in elementary school-taught me personally that my personal Indian identity put ridicule and embarrassment at the hands of my personal white peers. No body could pronounce my personal label, and both teenagers and coaches discover humor in butchering it. We’d statues of Hindu deities in our room, I understood no Bible reports, and I also had never been snowboarding. The home home “smelled weird”. Continue reading “Dear Brown Lady: Proximity-To-Whiteness Doesn’t Move You To Light”