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Celesyee, I wish I were in Hawaii, now, but I haven't been there in over a decade, and it was much longer than that when I lived there. However, I left part of my heart there and have never gotten over it! My father was trasferred there when I was 15 and I finished growing up there. I never intended to leave, for good, but things happened that way, anyway! I credit living in Hawaii with doing a lot to prepare me for raising a multiracial family.
A few years back, I was asked to write a review of a book written by a white adoptive mother of a black child. In it, she talked about prejudice in her neighborhood. It wasn't until the end that she revealed that they lived in Hawaii. I was floored! Unless they lived in a very isolated, exclusive neighborhood, or something, I can't fathom that their family wouldn't be accepted there! And, from my experience, the child should have been accepted the easiest of all! That book was extremely negative, in general, and I wonder if that mother might have just been one to concentrate on anything that resembled discrimination. If we all did that, we could certainly find things to complain about! Oh well, one of my soap box topics!
Noelani
P.S.
A very dear friend who is Hawaiian/Chinese, gave me my Hawaiian name, which I love!
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