Recognized

Sophia at the school's neighborhood well. She's with some of the
many neighborhood kids we've gotten to know.


Earlier today I experienced something amazing. As I drove through the area near the house after dropping off Sophia at school, I waved to what seemed like a hundred children on their way to the school where I’ve been volunteering. I knew them, and they called out my name as we passed each other. No more “toubob, toubob” (“white person, white person”). We have a relationship. It felt like a going-away present.