So much of our experience as Mixed/Multiracial people comes from where we grew up, I know that is especially true for me. As I've talked to more people from across the United States and from other countries, it's hard for them to picture some of the stories I've told them. I thought it might help … Continue reading Episode Six – Dividing Lines of Hot Springs, Community, and the Internet is Scary
On today's episode of Some Kind of Brown, I really wanted to discuss the pressures around how we choose to identify as Mixed or Multi-Racial people. What I really wanted to get across is that we should have the freedom to identify with some or all of our ethnic identities. Blood quantity is not … Continue reading Episode Four – Identity and Incongruence
When I was little, I wanted to be an actress, but I couldn’t play the roles I wanted to play. One of my biggest dreams as a kid was to play Lucy Pevensie from The Lion, the Witch, and The Wardrobe, but how can a little brown girl be the younger sibling of 3 White … Continue reading Episode Three – Mixed Feature Meghan Markle
After getting to know me a bit in the first episode of the podcast, I wanted to talk about representation in the media and how much the lack of it affected my childhood. Growing up ambiguously brown led to both funny and heartbreaking situations and I hope that some of you out there can relate … Continue reading Episode Two: Representation and Choosing Happiness
Today is the launch of the first episodes of my new podcast, Some Kind of Brown! As of today, you can find it on Soundcloud, but it should be available on iTunes and other places where podcasts are found soon. In this first episode, I just wanted to introduce myself and a little bit of … Continue reading Some Kind of Brown Podcast – Episode One
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....
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....