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Tell us about a time when you felt out of place.

There has been a few times in my life when I felt out of place, some for various reasons I can’t talk about in the blog, but there was a time when I felt a bit out of place,  but it really was a nice and profound experience.

What I mean about it being good was because it was a lovely time.  It happened when, as a teenager, I was in Fiji 🇫🇯 with my patents on holiday, and the girl on the car rental desk called Sugar invited us to her islander style wedding. My parents and I graciously accepted the invitation.  When we got to this wedding we were the only white people there. We stood out and were the fascination of a lot of Fijian children who were giggling at our white skin and wanted to be close to us. It was good for me as a teenager to experience what it was like to be part of a minority., but in a way where we’re a novelty, but with no negative attention. We were just different but still included in the 🍾 celebrations. It was a profound and formative experience for me, and it has helped shape my views about race and culture.  It was altogether a positive and joyous experience.  There has been other times in my life that I hsve been singled out, in my place of work, but I don’t feel comfortable writing blog posts about it, because of the negative effects of such, but Sugar’s wedding stands out as a time I was out of place,  a novelty  in a positive way. I feel that the whole experience was good for me.

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