Disclaimer: This is my personal opinion as a Brazilian man.
Ask me how many asian friends I had when I was a kid?
Now ask me how many black (sorry, we don’t have african americans in Brazil) friends I had when I was a kid?
How many white?
I don’t know.
The reason why I don’t know is because I never noticed their race.
I had FRIENDS and that was it.
Thank God my parents didn’t teach me to wear this glasses that separate people between races.
I don’t see races. I see cultures. And they are all beautiful.
Somedays I wish I was asian, other days I wish I was black, other days anglo.
But I can only be thankful for the black, anglo, middle eastern, native brazilian (indian) that I am.
