
We took Makaylee to get her hair done for Thanksgiving
at Geneva's in North Portland. I felt like we were in
the movie "Barber Shop." I like having my children around
other black people so they can experience that part of
their culture as well. One older gentleman asked if Nyah
was mine and if she was adopted. He was like, "Ah, man,
she's so lucky. Will you adopt me, too?" He then came
over and wanted to know all about why we adopted and said
he was always curious why Angelina Jolie and Madonna adopt
kids from Africa. "But I'll never get close enough to ask
them so I thought I'd ask you." One of the barbers who works
there said I need to get Nyah a black doll because she was
afraid of black people. I tried to explain to him that she
is not comfortable being around men, period, except her Daddy.
She's just always been like that. It really hurts Orin's
friend Steve's feelings, too. She cries out in terror when-
ever he comes over and clings to us for dear life. Even if
he stays a couple of hours. She's getting better with her two
grandpas at least. But the ladies at the barber shop
she would walk right up to and hop in their lap. Everyone was
really nice but sometimes I get the feeling that black people
don't like white people adopting "their" kids. As if they
owned them because they happen to have the same of color of
skin. That is so silly. It is just skin, people. Nyah doesn't
have anything in common with them besides that. The Ethiopian
culture and the African American culture here in the states are
completely different. Studies have shown that Ethiopian DNA is closer
to Egyptians than Africans. Makaylee and Marquez on the other hand
are half white. So the black community doesn't have dibs on them,
either. So leave us alone. And the funny thing is, I forget all
about the fact that we are all different colors until we go out into
the community and get the questions and looks, and more questions.
Okay, that is my soapbox for the day.

Makaylee adores her kindergarten teacher! She wanted to
make her a Happy Thanksgiving card this morning before
school and she actually had time because I didn't have
to do anything to her hair this morning. I hope the
school doesn't make her take out the beads because they
too distracting. They clank together so loud everytime
she turns her head!