Growing up mixed-race in Denmark, I felt wrong..
so I coined a term
Stranger : Hvad er du?! (Danish for “What are you?!!”)
Me: Jeg er halv dansker, halv comorianer. (“I am half Danish, half Comorian”)
Papa overhearing my conversation: “Non Nora, ton corps n’est pas coupé en deux!” (French for “No Nora, your body is not cut in half.”)
I can still hear my dad’s sharp voice: “You’re fully Danish AND fully Comorian. You’re BOTH, not either or!”
Growing up mixed-race in Denmark, l felt wrong. I didn’t belong among all those tall blondes. I felt that I owed the (White) Danes an explanation of who I was.
I felt belittled. I was ashamed of being me.
My dad died 10 years ago in May 2013. He may be gone, but his words forever stay with me.
Make it
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It all begins with an idea. Maybe you want to launch a business. Maybe you want to turn a hobby into something more. Or maybe you have a creative project to share with the world.
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It all begins with an idea. Maybe you want to launch a business. Maybe you want to turn a hobby into something more. Or maybe you have a creative project to share with the world.
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It all begins with an idea. Maybe you want to launch a business. Maybe you want to turn a hobby into something more. Or maybe you have a creative project to share with the world.