Brown Bear

I am the person you hate to compare your tan with. Growing up I was affectionately given the nickname brown bear. If you look at the picture to the right, the nickname becomes self-explanatory, in comparison to my friends and family I was, well DARK. I've always been the darkest one in my family, my little brother even likes to tell people I'm adopted. When I was younger I loathed being different, I wanted to look like everyone else, I wanted to be white! Now that I am older I've learned to love what makes me unique. I've been asked many times what my heritage is and some people less tactfully have asked me "what are you?". I've been told I look like many different races, people have speculated if I have Native American blood or Spanish blood. One of my best friends is convinced I am part Mexican and lovingly refers to me as a beaner. Most people are disappointed to find out I'm Dutch. They are convinced I am missing something, somewhere someone back in my heritage MUST have contributed to my skin color. I don't care though, I am an anomaly and I love it!