I am what some people (including myself) would dub a ‘banana’. Yellow on the outside and white on the inside. That is, I look completely and utterly Asian, but my husband likes to laugh and call me the whitest person ever (he can talk)! I am sure some would use that term in a derogative fashion, but for me it’s always just been a source of humour. A way of coping with being ‘different’. My fellow adopted Korean friend and I even call each other B1 and B2 affectionately. That’s a Bananas in Pyjamas reference, in case you missed it. Basically, I am Asian but I grew up in what…
Slightly sweary. Totally myself.