The image above is from ” Imitation of Life”. This movie details a story of self hate and self depreciation. The main character Sarah
Tragic Mulatto: Sarah Jane
-Black and White
-Well Taken Care of
– Internalized Racism
This poor girl is so ashamed of being black that she shuns the one person in the world that loves her conditionally, her only parent, her mother. She spends her mother’s living days being ashamed of her because she is black and dark skinned. To go through life hating yourself, exiling a part of you, hating a mixture of blood that makes you who you are, is heartbreaking, yet it is a tale of so many people of color.
However, I also know a couple of people who are the opposite of the Tragic Mulatto. So what do you call people those who are half white and half black, but hate the white side of their blood? Is this tragic? A set of twin girls transferred into my high school during my senior year. They were biracial, black and white and I thought they were beautiful. I became smitten with one of them and did my best to befriend her, incidentally, in order to be in her company I spent a fair amount of time with her sister as well. Because my school was very “cliquey” and it was senior year, all the friend groups were established and comfortable so no one showed interest in befriending the twins. I took it upon myself to show them around the school, help them with their work, and just be kind. After getting to know them and spending a good amount of time at their house and with their family I was shocked and intrigued with their story. Their mother was a white and from a wealthy family, but she chose a life of prostitution. She met their father, a dark skinned black man at a hospital where he worked as a security guard. They started dating and soon after the twins came.
Their mother’s family was ashamed of them and completely shunned them and their mother and. They never made an effort to meet or get to know the girls. Their mother was killed in a car crash when they were two and their father died of cancer when they were eleven. Their father’s family, filled with dark skinned black people, took them in and showered them with unconditional love. Somewhere in all this the girls started to hate white people, and shunned their white blood. They hated their curly blond hair and dyed it all sorts of colors, usually a honey brown. They embraced and flaunted their curves and made fun of girls who they called “flat ass like a white girl”. They were ashamed of their white blood so much that they only dated dark skinned black people. So I wonder is this a different tale of the Tragic Mulatto? What do you make of this?