how it should be

so, a good friend of mine told me a rather beautiful story, and i decided to put it up here, because i think it's how the world should be...

when i was in prep, there was only one girl in my class who wasn't caucasian - i think, she was indian, i honestly don't remember, which is kind of the point. anyway, her name was angela. on my sixth birthday mum asked me if i wanted to invite angela over because she seemed like a nice girl.
i asked which one angela was... mum told me she was the one with dark skin. and nothing. for the life of me, i hadn't noticed that in my entire classroom, maybe the entire school, there was one girl who looked noticably different to everyone else.
i didn't even realise that it was possible to make distinctions between people yet.

he then said, upon having told me this story...
and ever since then i've been appalled at the idea that people are sub-divided or split up in any way shape or form.

i just think that this is the way the world should be, viewed through the innocent, untainted eyes and heart of a child...