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oldandhappy

(6,719 posts)
Fri Dec 27, 2013, 02:03 AM Dec 2013

The Color of Water by James McBride

Just finished this wonderful book. Could not go to bed until I had finished it. Subtitle is A Black Man's Tribute to His White Mother. And tribute it is. Also warm and mixed up -- a story of family and love and survival and acceptance. I recommend it!

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The Color of Water by James McBride (Original Post) oldandhappy Dec 2013 OP
I have read that book SheilaT Dec 2013 #1
You say it so well! oldandhappy Dec 2013 #2
Here it is! SheilaT Dec 2013 #3
Thank you! Perfect! oldandhappy Dec 2013 #4
 

SheilaT

(23,156 posts)
1. I have read that book
Sat Dec 28, 2013, 02:55 AM
Dec 2013

and it is wonderful. It really helped me (a boring Caucasian) to think about race and race identity in a new way.

I read another book around the same time. Can't recall the title or author, but was by a man who was raised white until his father died (I think Mom had already left a few years earlier) when he was about ten or so, and then discovered that his dad was Black. He went to live with his dad's family, and was suddenly considered and treated as Black. This was, I think, in the 1950's. The author was, if we simply go by appearance, as white as I am, but the racism of that era made him as Black as anyone with much darker skin. It's a fascinating look into how we deal with race and the definitions of race in this country.

The entire issue of race and skin color in this country fascinates me. I am the granddaughter of people who immigrated from Ireland, so I have green eyes and pale skin. I originally lived in northern New York State, and rarely saw an African American. As an adult I've lived in several parts of the country, and have more than one African American I can honestly count as a friend. As a child I can recall thinking, What if I'd been born Black? I have always understood, to an extent, my white privilege. So books like the one you've named absolutely enthrall me, because they bring me into a world I cannot otherwise know.

oldandhappy

(6,719 posts)
2. You say it so well!
Sat Dec 28, 2013, 12:43 PM
Dec 2013

Thank you. If you remember the name of the book in the middle of the night, do post, smile. We have an adopted kid in our family -- from Ethiopia -- so we are always on the look out for books of this kind. Kaleb is about to turn five and for the last year or so he has been asking questions about himself. His parents had a book made up and were ready to show him how they had gone to Ethiopia and how he had joined the family. He still alternates between questioning his skin color and seemingly being satisfied to simply have a very loving family. After reading the Color of Water, I realized this will be a life time journey.

Thank you for your comments. Take care of that pale skin!

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