{"id":56471,"date":"2018-05-27T20:13:20","date_gmt":"2018-05-27T20:13:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.mixedracestudies.org\/?p=56471"},"modified":"2018-05-30T01:54:48","modified_gmt":"2018-05-30T01:54:48","slug":"akala-as-i-grew-up-i-became-embarrassed-by-my-mothers-whiteness","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mixedracestudies.org\/wp\/?p=56471","title":{"rendered":"Akala: \u2018As I grew up, I became embarrassed by my mother\u2019s whiteness&#8217;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theguardian.com\/lifeandstyle\/2018\/may\/26\/akala-grew-up-embarrassed-mother-white\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"><em><strong>Akala: \u2018As I grew up, I became embarrassed by my mother\u2019s whiteness&#8217;<\/strong><\/em><\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theguardian.com\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">The Guardian<\/a><br \/>\n2018-05-26<\/p>\n<p><strong><a href=\"http:\/\/www.akalamusic.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Akala<\/a> (Kingslee James Daley)<\/strong><\/p>\n<table border=\"0\" width=\"400\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theguardian.com\/lifeandstyle\/2018\/may\/26\/akala-grew-up-embarrassed-mother-white\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"maxed responsive-img\" src=\"https:\/\/i.guim.co.uk\/img\/media\/3ed3c375dad4d4cbc6b872f8aae7fc9eefaf83ef\/0_2302_4480_4418\/master\/4480.jpg?w=300&amp;q=55&amp;auto=format&amp;usm=12&amp;fit=max&amp;s=6988d5a0cd28b00d9d98a99bcafeea63\" alt=\"Akala\" width=\"400\" \/><\/a><br \/>\n<small><a href=\"http:\/\/www.akalamusic.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Akala<\/a>: \u2018From that day, my relationship with my mother was not just that of mother and son, but of a white mother to a black son.\u2019 <em>Photograph: Antonio Olmos for the Guardian<\/em><\/small><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<p><em>At five, the hip-hop poet was racially abused at school. Could his mother ever really understand?<\/em><\/p>\n<p>One day in 1988, at the age of five, I returned home from school upset. My mum tried to work out why but I was reluctant to tell her. After some coaxing, I told her that a boy in the playground had called me a particularly nasty name. As I was about to spill the beans, a strange thing occurred. I said, \u201cMum, the white boy\u2026 \u201d and trailed off before I could complete the sentence. A profound realisation hit me. With a hint of terror and accusation, I said, \u201cBut you\u2019re white, aren\u2019t you, Mummy?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Before this, my mum was just my mum, a flawless superhero, as any loving parent is in a five-year-old\u2019s eyes. I sensed that something about that image was changing in the moment, something we could never take back. I wanted to un-ask the question. My mother\u2019s expression was halfway between shock and resignation: she\u2019d known this day would come, but the directness of the question still took her aback.<\/p>\n<p>She thought for a moment and then, using one of her brilliant if unintentional psychological masterstrokes, replied something to the effect of: \u201cYes, I\u2019m white, but I\u2019m German and they\u2019re English.\u201d It didn\u2019t matter that my mum was not really German \u2013 she was born in <a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Germany\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Germany<\/a> but brought up in <a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Hong_Kong\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Hong Kong<\/a> \u2013 or that I was technically English: my mum had created a safety valve for me, so that I could feel comfortable reporting racist abuse to her without having to worry that I was hurting her feelings. Even at five, I knew instinctively that whiteness, like all systems of power, preferred not to be interrogated&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Read the entire article <a href=\"https:\/\/www.theguardian.com\/lifeandstyle\/2018\/may\/26\/akala-grew-up-embarrassed-mother-white\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">here<\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>At five, the hip-hop poet was racially abused at school. 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