A mother and her daughter talk about skin colour and confidence.
by Pranuthi Bunyan | With a poem by Sanchitha Rahael Sathyadass
As a mother, I have heard people come up to us and make statements such as, “Your younger son has a better colour than the others!” And this would at most times be in front of the kids. It’s ridiculous!
Our three kids, Sanchitha (12 years), Tharan (9) and Vivaan (3) are three different shades. We consciously reinforce to them that each shade is precious–one chocolate, one coffee and one caramel!
Also, we emphasize that God has created each one fearfully and wonderfully and makes no mistakes!
Sanchu, as we call her, is a born artist. She loves to dance and sing and is a part of a children’s choir called “Shine,” and has formed little singing quartet called the “Four-tunes”! When she was in public school, she was sometimes ridiculed by her classmates for her colour. It would make her upset at first.
One time my eldest son was made fun of at school; one boy called him “black Tharan” in front of me. I immediately asked the child if Tharan’s hair and face were the same colour. When he sheepishly said no, I told him to learn his colours better!
When asked to write for Dark is Beautiful, Sanchu was apprehensive initially. But when we told her that this was helping to campaign for a cause that it would help bring awareness to several others and help create a world that is free of discrimination on the basis of colour, especially for the next generations, she cheerfully agreed! In a matter of minutes, she said a little prayer and had the poem thought out, typed out and formatted!
Amazing this way
A poem by Sanchitha Rahael Sathyadass, aged 12
Black or white,
Red or blue,
We are the same,
And that is true.
Face washes and soaps,
Make you think that
You should glow.
Washing your face
And applying cream
You look amazing
Just this way,
Cause dark is beautiful,
And that’s what we say.