Born a Crime

parent), but it was not illegal to be
colored (to have two parents who
were both colored). So my mom
moved me around the world as a
colored child. She found a crèche in
a colored area where she could
leave me while she was at work.
There was a colored woman named
Queen who lived in our block of
flats. When we wanted to go out to
the park, my mom would invite her
to go with us. Queen would walk
next to me and act like she was my
mother, and my mother would walk
a few steps behind, like she was the
maid working for the colored
woman. I’ve got dozens of pictures