A minority again

Ever been a minority on a crowd? I don’t mean, “I like that kind of music and no one else does”. I mean minority in the racial sense.

Since I was born with white skin and euro-features, I am part of the majority in the USA. This is swiftly changing, as other racial groups are having more babies than euro-types.

I never knew what it was like to stand out in a crowd until we moved to Africa. It’s a strange feeling to have people look at you and think, “He’s different.”

I just returned from about a week in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia — a big modern city of about 7.2 million people (including the surrounding areas). The Malay are the majority, with about 60% of the population. Chinese are roughly 30%. East Indians come in at approximately 10%. And caucasians are maybe 1% or less.

I found it healthy to experience a little prejudice — in small doses. It helped me realize that I’m small.

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4 Replies to “A minority again”

  1. I grew up being a minority. It was annoying at times, especially when kids ran alongside yelling, “Gurbay! Guachirney!” But I’m glad to be working in a multicultural office. I feel at home.

  2. Nice to have you back in the blogosphere.

    I am the minority in my own family! I was adopted from S. Korea into a Caucasian family. Imagine the strange feeling you experienced, from your own family…

  3. Thanks for the kind words, Shane — and for the insights, James & Tim.

    I’m glad to be back to blogging — I missed doing it!

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