Nugget, you know this. I have always been considered white, although my father is Egyptian and my mother is German. I have far more brown skin family members than white ones, but because if my relatively fairer skin, have always been treated white.
The only thing I'm going to comment on in this thread is this.
I found this and the biracial comment interesting because my husband is Egyptian and he and his whole family classify themselves as white, even though they are a mix of light and dark skin tones.
In fact, I had asked my husband about this (he has light skin). He said when he was filling out college applications he wasn't sure what box to check off when asked race. His father (who has dark skin) told him Egyptians were technically considered white.
I was always kind of curious how other Middle Easterners classified themselves on those types of forms. I would have guessed "Other", but wasn't really sure.
I really have no point to this story other than I just thought it was kind of interesting.
This stood out to me as well. I didn't realize it was common for North Africans to classify themselves as black no matter their complexion.
Just catching up. Some of these responses are crazy. If she thought I looked young (which I don't) why wouldn't she say "you look so young" etc. Why did nanny enter her mind?
Anyway, I know it was racist and I was pretty much hurt and shocked in the moment that I couldn't think fast on my feet.
Just catching up. Some of these responses are crazy. If she thought I looked young (which I don't) why wouldn't she say "you look so young" etc. Why did nanny enter her mind?
Anyway, I know it was racist and I was pretty much hurt and shocked in the moment that I couldn't think fast on my feet.
Carry on.
Ugh I hate when I can't think fast on my feet. But at the same time even if do think of a better response I hate feeling like I'm the one that needs to educate someone on why what they said is fucked up. It can be exhausting.
The only time I've assumed someone was a nanny, was at a huge cool play place that serves wine and good food. There was a very skinny, young looking, really stylish, put together woman typing on her laptop and studying thick college-ish books. The kids looked nothing like her and only stopped by a few times to get water.
Meanwhile I was newly postpartum and felt like crap, and me and my friends all felt frumpy and gross. We all thought she was the nanny. I asked her after a few hours and she was really offended, I felt terrible for asking. I only meant it as a "you look really cute and put together", but she was pissed. She was white and the kids were white.
I know the thread wildly diverged after this post back on page 2 but... WHY did you feel the need to ask her if she was the nanny? What business of it was yours?
Right?
Because no mom can be skinny, cute, look stylish and have kids who don't need them constantly. Just does not exist. Must be a nanny. ^o)