I cracked my side at this one. You know, being biracial must truly be difficult in our racist world. I have no idea what the experience is like personally, but the people I do know constantly tell me how they never fit anyhere. Being the only or other is asking for it around White people. We must find all sorts of sly ways to help them understand how they’ve crossed a line that they shouldn’t have. Sometimes it’s our quick wit. I bet the White people you come intact with are shocked when you inquire about their personal lives. It is indeed intrusive and it just highlights how little respect the have for us.
I’m glad you have found a way to navigate their ignroance. Sometimes it’s the only tool we have at our disposal. Thanks so much for reading and commenting. I love to hear stories.