Monday, March 7, 2016
In the autobiography that we discussed in class, the man discusses how he lived far from the river when he was a child, so he didn't even know that white people existed. I have experienced this first hand when I went to Haiti last summer. We visited one of the Haitian homes and a fairly young girl started balling crying as soon as she saw us. The family quickly explained that she had never seen white people before and that she was scared. They said not to take it personally, this was her absolute first encounter with white people so she was very shocked at the difference. This is just a crazy concept to me. I can't imagine not knowing of another race for the first few months or years of my life.