Growing up as a white person, you never realize just how many things are “like you”. I always thought that it was great when companies do have these diverse items, but it never really hit home how important it was.
Until my granddaughter, who is African American, got a doll that she said “is just like me”. It was a freight train to my brain. She has dolls of pretty much any shape and color now, but I will never ever forget that first time she got a Barbie that looked like her and how happy that made her. I thought I was fairly liberal and open before, but she’s completed changed my world and truly taught me the world has a lot farther to go than I ever knew.
