Get your highlighters out folks! Luckily, I read this in the form of an advanced digital copy so, thanks to technology (and the publisher), I was able to mark it up and make notes to my heart’s content. White Kids is Margaret A. Hagerman’s incredibly brave and timely study of a group of children, blessed with enough security that they are less likely to feel directly threatened by the (slow) socioeconomic advancement of people of color. This small, specified sample allowed her to really isolate the concept of race and how society (or at least this particular demographic) regards racial lines, discrimination, etc, both consciously & subconsciously. I have to admit that I stopped after the first couple chapters to Google the author because she was so in tune to what we (people of color) would call microagressions that I would have sworn she was coming from a place of experiencing that torn feeling when someone says something hurtful or stereotypical and, even though you know they didn’t mean anything by it and probably don’t even realize that they’ve said anything wrong, you can’t stop the wave of hurt & defensiveness you feel. You guys, I could have cried when I saw her picture. I am always advocating & encouraging people to read & talk to people that don’t look anything like them but, the reality is, not everyone does. So, to have someone that looks like Hagerman not just write a book but literally devote years of her life to researching this topic, is huge. I can’t remember the last time I’ve felt so “seen”. I may also have a different appreciation than most for this book because of the unique perspective I grew up (and still live) with. My parents were opposite in every way. My mother is white from an educated, affluent family while my father was black from a family that had left sharecropping in Mississippi for the promise of “good” industrial jobs in Michigan. My maternal grandparents live in a home that has been in magazines, belong to a club & sit on various influential boards in multiple states. My paternal grandparents were a cook & a janitor & lived in an area riddled with crime and drugs. I went to a private school where my classmates had pools and planes & then visited my Dad’s family where I slept on a pullout couch in the “hood” and looked forward to penny candy and freezee cups. I have been privy to what both demographics say & do when they feel they are “amongst themselves” and have always tried to be a bridge between the two. It often feels like I’m alone in this space because it is rare for a person to have such unfiltered access to one group while also holding an understanding of the other. This author may not have first person experience in both sects but she is sensitive to both sides in a way I haven’t seen before. To say that I appreciate her & her work feels like an understatement. I hope that other people of color read this & not only feel “seen” but also take the opportunity to see the other side & see that, while it isn’t an excuse, sometimes people really just don’t know any better. At the same time, some DO know better so they’re doing better and it does show in the next generation. I’d also love to see white people, particularly those that are or plan to be parents, read this to (hopefully) check the bias & open their eyes to the ways in which they are shaping their children both consciously & subconsciously. It would be an amazing read for parents of multiracial children or children of another race to get an idea of the ways in which the world may look or feel different to your child than it does to you. In other words, White Kids is a must read for everyone.... but don’t forget your highlighter.