For some reason, America expected her skin to turn lily-white, her body to blossom into perfect proportions and her hair to turn blonde, when she turned sixteen. She poked her brown belly, lamented over her stringy black hair. Tears welled up in her hazel eyes. She took out her dog-eared teenage romance book, tore it into pieces, and flushed it down the toilet.
Can’t Grow Roots
“Where are you from?” the professor asked Ned in front of the class.
“Er , Houston…”
“No, you’re not,” the professor shook his head and continued his interrogation. “Where are you really from?”
All the stories must be great, fantastical and magical! No one can know the truth about how difficult it is in the new country, or we will be laughed at, mocked and ridiculed for dreaming of a new life away from our motherland. We must put on our masks and no matter how difficult, deny our hardships so that the next generation can innocently bask in the glory of their own success without the outsiders knowing our burdens.
JF Garrard is the President of Dark Helix Press, an Indie publisher of Multicultural Fantasy, Science Fiction, and Raw Non-Fiction. She is interested in increasing awareness of diversity issues and breaking down cultural stereotypes through her dark stories. Her website is http://www.jfgarrard.com
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