In some ways, I have no choice but to let my host be white.
I was born and raised in a white-majority country, and I have a family that has been there since the founding of this country.
My family has been here for over two generations.
I have worked in the U.S. for a variety of roles, including as a journalist, a diplomat, and as a lawyer.
I am a graduate of one of the nation’s top universities, with honors and awards.
I served as a United States ambassador to China, and have spent more than a decade as a senior adviser to the President.
My life in the United States has been the best of any of my parents.
Yet I have also experienced racism, sexism, and other forms of prejudice, all of which have been embedded in the American culture for generations.
It is not enough to be a member of a race that has always existed.
I must also be a person who embraces diversity and who accepts responsibility for my privilege and ability to thrive as an American.
This is especially important for young people of color.
But in my experience, the more I consider my own identity, the easier it is for me to identify with my hosts as well.
As someone who was born white, I am more likely to identify as black than I am white.
My black hosts, who have never experienced racism or discrimination, do not need to do this.
But they are the ones who should be able to do it.
When I hear someone describe their host as “white,” I want them to understand the power of being black.
I want my hosts to understand how they have been systematically mistreated, mistreated by others, and mistreated themselves.
They are also my friends and family, and my fellow American citizens.
And I want to make sure that my hosts do not feel like the victims of the attacks on their people that I have experienced.
It has been a long time since I have been able to see my family members, and to see their family members struggling to make ends meet.
But as an adult, I do not have the luxury of not knowing that my family is struggling.
It does not make sense to me that I cannot feel my host’s pain, or to me not have been given the opportunity to see the people in my life who are struggling.
My parents and I are not living in a utopia.
We are living in the world we were born into, in which people are discriminated against, and our hopes for the future are dashed.
The worst thing you can do as a parent is to let racism and sexism dictate who you are.
It makes me feel like I am being punished for the sins of my mother, my grandmother, and even my grandmother’s white grandparents.
But I have always had the privilege to feel my hosts pain, because it is in my blood.
And, while I have never had any direct contact with them personally, I know the pain and anger of others.
I also know that my host is not alone.
My white and black hosts are just as likely to suffer discrimination in this country, just as they are.
The experiences of people of all backgrounds and colors, and of all faiths and denominations, are a part of our daily lives.
It was the case in my house, too, in the days before my parents were married.
It will be the case for you and me.
As my black and white hosts, I cannot take it for granted that you and I will have the same opportunities.
But we also have the privilege of being able to move on from this experience.
When we talk about discrimination, we often assume that the problem is with the other person, or with some external factor.
That is why we often say, “We are not racist.”
Racism is a problem of privilege, not a problem with the person who has privilege.
When people of different races, backgrounds, and religions feel excluded from the opportunities they want to enjoy, the solution often is to find ways to bridge the gap.
Asking for it is a powerful way to make the world a better place.
So please, while you may be disappointed that your host does not want to talk to you, please take it as a positive sign that you are not alone in feeling like you have a privilege.
And please take the time to realize that if you are uncomfortable with your hosts’ race or religion, you should be too.
I know this can be overwhelming.
I wish I had the luxury to be able and willing to share my experiences and thoughts with you.
But if you have any questions about the experience of racism, you are more than welcome to ask.
I will be happy to answer your questions in the comments below.
And remember: You are not powerless.
Racism happens in every community.
There is always someone else who is going through something similar, and who can help.
If you are experiencing racism, there are