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288 pages, Paperback
First published April 2, 2019
It wasn't until I grew older that I started to ponder how controversial it was for both my parents' families to have mixed-race grandchildren, for different reasons. [...]
For my family in Zimbabwe, it meant that my brother and I might grow up not knowing our culture — we might not be raised the 'African' way. For my mother's family in New South wales, it was a shock to have 'coloured' children, a point of shame and a source of exclusion from a conservative white community that prided itself on its self of 'Australianness'. (p.101-2)
I realise her pain in her powerlessness to protect us from what our physical appearance means in Australia. It also makes me realise that she can have all the compassion in the world, but will still never quite understand what it means, and what it really feels like, to be in our skin here. (p.103)
I began to comprehend the strange position of being from two distinctly different cultures — there is literally nowhere on the planet where the majority of people look like you. (p.103).
I always find strange that people with parents from two different cultural backgrounds are called: half-caste, mixed race, coloured. Why do I have to be half? Why caste? Why mixed? I am both: it is what makes me who I am, and in my romanticised moments, I see my birth as proof that love conquers all. (p.102-3)