Nobody can ever tell what race I am. This is both a gift and a problem.
I’ve had Brazilian, Maori and just about everywhere in between, which if you think about it, is just about everywhere!
‘I know’ a guy said once snapping his fingers, ‘you’re French Algerian’. I mean, wow, that would be very specific race spotting.
I kind of like being taken for a citizen of the world. I can blend in from bazaars to beaches, from fish and chips to fish molee (that’s a curry by the way) and yes that’s a hint.
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