As I was waiting for all the issues to be sorted out, I wandered outside to watch some of the people in the area. Five little girls from the slums walked over to me and all wanted to shake my hand…they are all so curious as to what white skin feels like. After they giggled a little, one of them walked behind me and very quickly ran her hands through my hair then ran off. It was so sweet and innocent…I am so different to them and they were just honestly curious. Sometimes I forget how privileged I am to have seen so much of the world and how not much seems different to me. I forget how small the world is to these children, how much is out there that they don’t even know exists.
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