“So, I Guess Daddy Is The Only Black Person Here.” One 8-Year-Old’s Take On Seattle.
<p>We traveled to meet up with dear friends, the kind where our togetherness feels more like family than friendship. The mountains, trees, and water had a different feel there. The air was cooler and less humid compared to what we’re used to at home. We took a ferry ride, dipped our feet in the cold ocean, and went hiking. We visited several tourist sites, enjoyed delicious food, and savored amazing coffee.</p>
<p>However, one thing that remained unchanged was how race was on our minds. Our friends, who vacationed with us, are also a mixed-race family, just like ours. It wasn’t that we were preoccupied with our own race, but we couldn’t help but notice the racial makeup of the people around us. Seattle felt very white.</p>
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