Are You Willing To Exchange Majority for Minority?
I am a minority in my own family. My Mom, Dad, two brothers and sister are white. I am biracial.
I learned black culture through osmosis. Everyday, I went to school with black children. We read together, we played together, and we socialized together. Through our close contact I learned a culture I didn’t have at home. I became proud of a race that I knew nothing about, because I became part of that race everyday.
What my parents did was extreme. In the environment and time I grew up it was necessary and I am so thankful and appreciative for what they did. Their sacrifice often meant they were the minority. Their sacrifice meant my white brothers and sister were also the minority. In doing so they all came to understand what it is like to be a minority. Their experience was just as valuable as mine.
While at an adoption conference, I met a mother from Denver who explained she was uncomfortable taking her white children to a transracial adoptive group where they would be the only white children. Calmly, I tried to explain to her that this experience for her white children will help them to understand their black brother’s everyday experience and what a gift that is to have that experience.
Often much is made about how to infuse black culture in to a transracial adoptee’s life. The need for this is obvious and trying to get the right exposure is very difficult. When those opportunities are found, it may mean it is an uncomfortable experience for the white part of the family. Instead of enduring, take time to be the minority. Take time to experience how you feel and what you feel. From this you can gain an amazing perspective in to your black child’s life as a minority.