Thursday, January 24, 2008

15/365 - Benji

He offered me gum before our first kiss freshman year. Was it my breath or a commercial he saw? At home he saw my Barbies, met my family, taught me some Tagalog. After that, he never asked me out again.


Karin said...

Interracial love: so sweet, so hot, so taboo for everyone else.

Tereza said...

He was Asian and I white, but I had so little awareness of the idea of "race," whatever that means, at the time. We were both immigrants. Ethnicity was something I pondered, but not race. . . until much later when I became initiated into the American culture and its obsession with race.