When people talk about growing up black, they tend to focus on hair, clothes or music.
Rarely do we ever talk about growing up black in a family of multiple shades.
Yes, I’m brown skin. Yes, my sister is light skin. AND yes, we are full sisters.
Why is it that white people can have one sibling with brown hair and another with blonde and it’s never questioned whether or not they are full siblings?
Why is it that a white person can have a sibling with blue eyes and a sibling with green eyes and it’s not assumed they have a different mother or father?
Why is it that my darker skin and kinky curls makes people think I can’t have a sister with lighter skin and loose curls?
Why does that have to make us less of siblings?
Why is it that my dark brown eyes and my sisters light brown eyes means my mother has two baby daddies?
Why do I keep on having to ask why?
Yes, my sister is my full sister, and NO my sister is not “mixed” because she’s light skin with light eyes.
It’s time people realize that black comes in all shades.
It’s time to realize that you can have the same parents and have kids with two different complexions and features.
It’s time to understand the black family.