Growing up in Singapore with dual citizenship with the United States was more than an interesting experience for someone like me who is white. I don’t like to bring race into many of my articles but when I was a child it was very difficult for me to try and bridge the differences between myself and the other children that I was growing up with. Whenever I had a kids birthday party in Singapore I would inevitably question why I was the only white kid or at least one of a handful. There were not many other white children where I grew up.
I honestly felt out of place. I couldn’t help but believe that there was something wrong with the way I looked. Continue reading