My Superpower: Racial Ambiguity

I work at a church so I’m around kids all the time. Some of the funniest stories I share come from interactions with them. The other day I walked into the school cafeteria to speak with one of the teachers and a few of the younger students noticed my knee brace. When they asked how I hurt myself I told them that I hurt it kicking my arch nemesis in the face last night because he was trying to rob a bank. “Yes,” I told them. “I am a superhero!” As properly skeptical fourth graders, they grilled me about my superpowers. After very unconvincing attempts to....

Living Authentically and Racial Confusion

I always joke that my race changes with my mood, but that seems more true than anything. My whole life I’ve been approached by random strangers or by coworkers who sheepishly ask about my ethnic background. Well, that’s putting it nicely. It usually comes out as something like, “What are you?” My usual response is to make them guess. If they’re going to be rude, I might as well get some....