50 Years Of Loving: What's Wrong With Being Colorblind?
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Sodeke, Jessica Hartley
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2017-06
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FIRST PARAGRAPH(S)|When I was a little girl, as far as I was concerned everybody looked like me. Jesus was white, so was Santa and every single one of my classmates. My mom was white, so was my dad, so was my whole family and anyone I saw in our tiny, rural Missouri town. Our exposure to other races was on television and most of the time I was not allowed to watch any of that programming-specifically what my dad referred to as "thugs" on the news or the late night comedy show, In Living Color. Even the closest stores did not carry ethnic baby dolls and my books were filled with white faces. I was completely colorblind at that point in time. Closed off from exploring not only other races, but also cultures that were different than rural, white America.|That changed on a shopping trip to the big city (Kansas City) when I was four years old. My parents made this hour and a half trip to the JC Penney outlet mall a couple of times each year. While mom and dad hunted for bargains, my sister and I would weave in, out, and under the clothing racks until our mother called us over to stretch a shirt across our bellies to measure...
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Creighton University School of Law