Jacqueline's couldn't decide whether to do a heritage paper on her mother, Korean American, or her father, Kenyan American.
Her teacher was happy to let her do a paper on her interracial heritage by telling her to do both.
It's an unfortunate fact of human nature that we are essentially very visual creatures. You can call that a stereotype if you wish, but it's based on repeated experience.
From what I understand, this is usually even more true of men than of women. I'm a fair-skinned Caucasian woman with junk-in-the-trunk syndrome.
"'On the other hand, one couple was insistent that race played no role at all in their relationships, with a boyfriend explaining: 'I grew up in the Bronx so I grew up around Asian, Hispanic, white, it was a melting pot of people.
So [my girlfriend's] race really wouldn't be a factor.' 'I think the best part about us working together is that it kind of gives people hope that it doesn't matter where you're from, if people can pronounce it, how tall you are, how dark you are...
And, really, it roots deeper than my parents, my grandparents, and their parents before them.
Racial tension between Mexicans and blacks, especially on the west coast and in some parts of the south, is tied to an ugly history.My mom knew her father wouldn't approve either way. She knew if she wanted to be with my dad, she'd have to runaway with him. Despite not knowing she was pregnant with my older brother at the time, she hid in a bunk in the back of my father's van and they crossed the border together.They settled in a largely Mexican neighborhood in San Jose, California.ran on Gawker earlier this month we received hundreds of comments and emails objecting to, agreeing with, or otherwise responding to Baker.This week, we're publishing some of those responses as part of a conversation about race and relationships.Then, when I was five-years old, they moved to Tracy, about an hour drive east of San Jose, where the population was, and remains, predominantly white.