Even in the summer months, when my son’s skin darkens from a milky mocha to rich hot chocolate, I don’t register that his skin hue is different from mine. Sure, we’ve talked about it a few times in a factual manner. Once, while watching "Barnyard: The Original Party Animals" he said, "Those cows have all different skins like we do in our family."
"Good," I thought. "He gets it. Enough said."
But I forget that despite our downplaying of his brown-ness, it is already a part of his 5-year-old identity. Yesterday, Kai saw Barack Obama on the evening news and said, "O’Back Barama is going to be a president and he has brown skin like me."
I am glad he will grow up believing that someone with brown skin could just as easily be the president as a white guy (or gal), but it occurred to me that Kai, who was born in Guatemala, cannot run for president someday. Suddenly, I had so many thoughts running through my mind, but all I could say was, "Right on!" and flip the channel.
Molly Snyder started writing and publishing her work at the age 10, when her community newspaper printed her poem, "The Unicorn.” Since then, she's expanded beyond the subject of mythical creatures and written in many different mediums but, nearest and dearest to her heart, thousands of articles for OnMilwaukee.
Molly is a regular contributor to FOX6 News and numerous radio stations as well as the co-host of "Dandelions: A Podcast For Women.” She's received five Milwaukee Press Club Awards, served as the Pfister Narrator and is the Wisconsin State Fair’s Celebrity Cream Puff Eating Champion of 2019.