That everyday colorism

Yes, my youngest daughter is darker in her skin than her older sister and yes they have the same mother and father. If you have an issue with that or feel the need to question or express it, please do. But know that I won’t keep quiet. You will get my full story on how I view your ignorance.

Way too often I hear comments like… “Oh, your oldest is so beautiful. Lucky her, she got your color,” or “Wow, your youngest is too cute, even though she is dark,” or “Let’s hope she doesn’t get as dark as her dad!”… and I’m truly sick and tired of this nonsense. It’s heartbreaking to see how deeply rooted colorism and European standards of beauty are, still today, almost 200 years post-abolition of slavery.

Here’s the deal. We were created as humankind, not in ONE color, but in many different shades. We were created to be equal, not for ONE color to be superior or more beautiful than the others. The color my girls were given, is the color best suited for them and their features. My older daughter is beautiful because of her whole appearance, not because she is light skinned. My youngest is pretty because of her whole appearance, not despite being darker skinned than her sister.

My kids will grow up to be proud of their heritage. They will be proud of being black, being brown, being of mixed heritage. They will be comfortable in their own skin and color and will learn that it’s the differences that make us unique and special; that is what makes us all who we are and were meant to be. They will love others for who they are, not for what they look like. They will leave people behind, not for their color or heritage, but for their ignorance, hatred and lack of integrity.

My girls will succeed in life, not despite their color, but because of their love for others, knowledge, skills, engagement, personality and pride. They will learn to walk with their head held high and reply to ignorant people the only way suited. “Oh really?!”

…so help me God!

Article: Kiqi Dumbuya
Editor in chief: Afropé