“I‘m mixed. I don’t know him, but my dad is black. My stepfather also is black. But I didn’t really think there was anything abnormal about me – being biracial or anything. I would go over to my stepfather’s family’s house and they were always yelling and having a good time and cracking jokes on each other and stuff like that. And I would go to my grandmother’s house on my white side and we would play video games or ride bikes around the neighborhood or something like that. It wasn’t that either was better than the other. It was just a different experience.

I changed schools a lot when I was a kid and when I would go to some schools, I would be the only black kid. At other schools I’d be one of the lightest kids there. I went to a predominately black high school. People would make jokes about me being light-skinned. It used to bother me but not anymore. My parents really taught me to not worry about what people say. They tried to make me understand that even though I might be different on the outside, I’m not different on the inside.

So I chose to major in psychology to learn about the way people think. With my degree, I’d like to do cultural psychology to understand how different communities interact with each other and learn more about their differences – like the differences between the black community and the white community.”

– Winston, freshman psychology major from Georgia

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