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scmd
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Date: October 10, 2016 05:57AM
Visitors Welcome Wrote:
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> Darksparks Wrote:
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> > My Milkezdick
> > Priesthood holder uncle told me long before we
> got
> > married that God wants us to marry our own race.
>
> > But I didn't listen.
> >
> > I have no regrets whatsoever and I now have
> > developed a strong feeling of kinship with
> anyone
> > Asian. Should our grandchildren be brown-eyed
> and
> > brown-skinned, the happier I'll become. So
> there,
> > God with blue eyes. Have a nice day.
>
> I am stunned anyone can think that everybody
> should "marry their own race". There are so many
> mixed-race people in the world. If they all had to
> limit themselves to someone who is also 3/8 black,
> 2/8 Italian, 2/8 Japanese and 1/8 Lebanese, Brazil
> would die out pretty soon!
>
> Even many "ethnicities" seem like a mix to me:
> living in Morocco, most Arabs look like
> Mediterranean Europeans to me. If you line up ten
> Spanish and ten Moroccan boys, the best way to
> tell them apart is to see who's circumcised. And
> on the road from India to China you find some
> in-between colours too. So, I'd love to ask your
> uncle if a Vietnamese boy can marry a Burmese girl
> but not a Thai one, or the other way around?
> Surely Sri Lankan is out of the question? And
> would Cyprus and Lithuania be acceptable?
Hawaii would be in not much better shape than Brazil according to the crazy uncle's theory. I lived there when I was little, and remember having a babysitter from the ward of which my dad was bishop. Older sibs usually handled routine babysitting chores and we had a student nanny as well, but for some reason all the older kids and the nanny plus mom and dad were attending the same event, and it wasn't appropriate for the three youngest kids, so mom and dad hired a sitter.
I never really paid much attention to any of the girls from the student ward. The boys would toss a ball around with me or toss me around, which I thought was great fun, but the girls just weren't of much interest. Then the doorbell rang, and in walked the most beautiful creature on which I'd ever lain my eyes, or, for that matter, the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen until I first saw my beautiful wife. Our nanny was very cute, and even mildly pretty. On a 1-10 prettiness scale, she was maybe a 7. (On a cuteness scale, iH such a thing existed, she would have been a perfect 10. The babysitter, on the other hand, was a perfect 10 on any scale. If she'd been into beauty pageants, she surely would have done well. Her looks were up there with any Miss America I've ever seen. I saw an old picture of her recently. She really WAS THAT gorgeous. I remember that her name was Kim. I can recall spending most of the evening until bedtime just staring at her, and I was far too young, maybe four, to be interested in girls.
The nanny, who was in the ward, knew her and had made the recommendation. My dad also knew her, as he was her bishop. Because she hadn't been in the ward long, my mom didn't know her. Introductions were made to my mom and to the children.
My mom made the rather lame comment, "You MUST be pure Hawaiian!"
The babysitter laughed and responded, "I get that all the time. Actually, I'm Spanish, Portuguese, Chinese, Filipino. Maori, Tahitian, Hawaiian, Swedish, Australian, and English, and that's just what I know about." She paused. "Why do people always think I'm a pure-bred Hawaiian?"
"Because you're what most people picture in their minds when they think of a beautiful Hawaiian maiden," my mom answered her, feeling bit stupid.
My mom later learned while my family was in Hawaii in the 80's that there were just a very few pure Hawaiians left. They've intermarried with pretty much every culture that ever settled in the islands. So much for ethnic purity.
Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 10/10/2016 06:08AM by scmd.