Well, not quite the same situation, but my Little Miss got a baby doll for Christmas last year that is, well, black. An African American Cabbage Patch doll to be exact (and politically correct).
Did it bother me? No. In fact, I thought it was great. What better way to teach her to be color blind then by showing her there is no difference?
We didn’t really think much of it until one day at the grocery store when Ryan heard a couple talking about her baby doll. They specifically commented on the color of the doll. Really? It’s 2013, people. Well, needless to say Ryan would have said something if he wasn’t with our toddler, the sponge. But, it really troubled him.
Sometimes I think that we can truly accept all people who aren’t like us, and then other times I realize we have a long way to go. In every aspect, not just race.
I think I agree with Morgan Freeman: Perhaps it’s time to stop giving it so much attention.
To the couple at the grocery store: I’m fully aware of the doll my daughter is carrying around, I’m not color blind. But hopefully, she will be.
|Her doll that she adores|