Monday, April 16, 2012

When I Learned I Couldn’t Date White Boys

I attended Area E Academy of Fine & Performing Arts for middle school. There I participated in dance, drama, and band. I also played the violin. Those years were honestly some of the greatest years of my life. When I reflect on my time at Area E I can’t help but laugh. I really thought I was grown! The school was an elementary and middle school (K-8), and the elementary kids called me “momma.” I laugh when I think about my “boyfriends”. How did I think I really had a boyfriend in middle school? We couldn’t talk on the phone or go out, so how did we date? We ate together in the lunch room and wrote each other love letters.


His name was Shawn Cole. He was the whitest White boy I’d ever met, but I called him a reverse Oreo (Black on the inside, White on the outside) because he talked, walked, and behaved “like a Black person”. He even lived in “the hood” just like me. Yeah, Shawn was Black.

I liked Shawn because he had nice teeth. He had this cute little haircut, too; the sides and back of his head were shaved bald, but the top was long. Sometimes he’d wear the top part in a ponytail. I loved when he did that! 

Shawn was my “boo”. I liked him so much. I used to make two lunches so I could bring one to him. We would ride our bikes all over the neighborhood together. The only thing that bothered me about Shawn was that he was…SHORT! I was one of the tallest girls in school (they called me “Big Bird”). The top of Shawn’s head came to the bottom of my chin. I always had to bend down in our pictures!

Yes, Shawn was short, but that was the only thing that bothered me about him. My friends were bothered by something else, however: he was…WHITE! “Kari, you are Black and he is White, you cannot be boyfriend and girlfriend.” One of my friends patiently explained that to me one day after school. Why? She never gave me a reason. I still don’t know.

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