I'm never the first person to call race. I was born and raised in a middle class, African American home. If anything my home is legitimately African American because my dad is literally from Africa( ghana and i've said before) and my mommy is an American woman with mixed blood( caucasian and black). I was raised very tolerant of race, and never really noticed a difference in color until I reached middle school. The majority of my childhood friends were a cornucopia of colors and at times, the colors would vary. Sometimes more white, sometimes more black or latino, sometimes all asian. I was a social butterfly and saw no reason from age 3 on to live my life differently.
I moved to Florida in 2004, with my mom at age 19. But heres how close I can get