The following is an excerpt from “The Color of Love” by Marra B. Gad, which was published this month by Agate Bolden Books.
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It’s personal. Those men, those boys, those women who have been killed for being black, Whose names are a list we read and reread and speak and call out to remember, Those precious lives that matter, They could be my son. They are my son. My son’s life matters.
The need for Be’chol Lashon’s work to create a racially and ethnically inclusive Jewish community is greater than it has ever been.
When my sister and I walk into any Jewish setting we can get looked at differently and asked strange questions. This is because I am the white biological child of two white parents, and my sister is biracial adopted child of the same two white parents.
You were two days old, and we had known about you for just one day, since the adoption agency director had come to find me the day before to tell me that a baby had been born whom she believed was meant to be our son
When my husband and I decided to adopt our daughter, we studied and discussed what it would be like as white Jewish parents raising an African American child.
An odd series of events led Jennifer Teege to discover that her grandfather was none other than the notorious Nazi Amon Goeth.
She wasn't half-black like me, I was sure of that. But since we were at Shul, I determined she was Jewish like me. And I'd never met another Jewish person who wasn't white.