Today was the day, I had just turned 16. Not only that, but I had just passed my driver’s test on my first try. I filled out the form enthusiastically, ready to finally be able to drive without adult supervision. As I finish I hear my number being called, I walked over to the counter and handed the papers to the lady working there. She looks it over then pauses for a second and says “You can only pick one race sir”. My excitement quickly dispersed. I hated having to choose between my two halves.
Something in my life that I believe goes unnoticed is my biracial identity. Up until recently most places would require me to have to pick a single race. I felt that it was a rare occasion if someone would recognize me as both of my halves. I have
Something in my life that I believe goes unnoticed is my biracial identity. Up until recently most places would require me to have to pick a single race. I felt that it was a rare occasion if someone would recognize me as both of my halves. I have