I Didn’t Know I Was Black Until I Was Nine
White people made me black
I lived in Sierra Leone, West Africa when I was a child. My days were filled with ordinary things: I went to school, did my homework, and played Barbie and Ken with my siblings. We were 5 kids – my grandmother, mother, and aunts raised us.
My mum worked as a professor of Electrical Engineering at Fourah Ba…
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