Monday, November 29, 2010
I distinctly remember the day that I was taught that the "peach" crayon was the one for "skin color." It was during a summer day camp that the municipal parks and recreation department ran. There was a cluster of 2nd grade girls sitting around, drawing and coloring, and one of the girls started scrounging through the bucket of crayons, looking for "peach."
When I asked to borrow it, she looked at me and said no - because it was not my skin color.
"Peach" became "white," but apparently, there was no good way to color "yellow" or "red" or "black."
So, on the one hand, I like the idea behind Crayola's "multicultural" markers, crayons, and colored pencils.
On the other hand, I find the "multicultural" label a bit misleading. As StraightMan just said, talking over his shoulder at me: "Phenotypical, not multicultural."
BTW, it is moments like this - when he can say exactly what it is that I am thinking without me knowing how to put it into words - that remind me why I have been married to StraightMan for 14 years (as of tomorrow).