Charcoal, Not Ashes: A White Girl’s Response to Systemic Racism

Charcoal, Not Ashes: A White Girl’s Response to Systemic Racism

I have a confession to make. I was a racist. As a teenager, I laughed as my one black friend joked about how she needed chocolate to keep her skin colour. When at school, I couldn’t help but stare at the one hijabi. On trips to visit friends in Sheffield, I was amazed...