![]() ![]() None of the girls in my class looked like me. I had a buxom chest and baby-making hips by the time I reached puberty. Physically I knew I was different from my peers - and not just in skin tone, but in body type. Whether it was "weird" foods like canned corned beef and rice for lunch, or hair that didn’t move in the wind - there were ways to remind me of my differences at every turn. ![]() Growing up in a Black household while living in a white neighbourhood came with a variety of challenges.
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