There's Always Sand Between My Toes

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Over the weekend my family and I made plans to go to the beach on Monday July 5th. Thinking of previous conversations I had with Akbar, I decided to invite him because her never been in an American beach.

My cousins wanted to meet at 10am, but I purposely showed up 5 hours later with hopes of not running into them. I only invited two of my closest relatives to accompany us and stayed away from the others. Unfortunately, they didn't plan of leaving the beach any time soon. We were on one side and they were on the other side of the beach. I gave my cousins the signals to take a walk around the beach, or better yet get away from us so I could get some alone time with Akbar. I asked him a few questions in which the elders were curious about. They wanted to know how he felt about polygamy, where women stood in his culture, and if he has racist tendencies. His answers satisfied my curiosity, although I still felt a little weird about the race thing.

A few weeks ago, I had a discussion with my cousin and told her sometimes I can be so picky where the littlest thing someone may do will turn me away from them. (We'll get back to that later)

As Akbar and I are sitting & having an intimate conversation, my soon to be cousin Kervins sneaks on our side of the beach. He saw me chatting with Akbar and decided to engage in a conversation with him as well. When he was done, I already knew where he was headed. He was going to go on the other side of the beach to spread the news about my company. Boy oh boy did my family share their opinions later that day.

Anyway, I started to get annoyed with Akbar when he asked all these ignorant questions about Haitians & Black Americans. "Do they really have Haitian gangs" "I heard the people are really poor over there" "In Brooklyn, why is there a fried chicken spot & Chinese store on every other block?" Are you fricken serious right now!? I'm not sitting here asking if India smells like a football teams locker room aka sweaty ass! At that point I was ready to give up on him, but what I realized is he gets most of his information from white & Indian colleagues... which also leads me to believe on his own spare time, they make fun of us "coloreds"

I choose not to let it bother me right now, but I'm pretty sure it's going to arise sometime in the future.

Other than that we had lots of fun and we enjoyed each others company. we buried my cousin in the sand and we shared funny stories. My cousins enjoyed his company because his sense of humor meshes well with ours.

We have another date tonight, so stay tuned for the next post.