I was eleven years old. All I knew was that, for the first time in my life, I was watching a girl on-screen who looked like me, who might if I stretched my imagination have had a childhood like mine, who might if I stretched my imagination even further actually be me, and who was kicking massive amounts of butt.
Asian American poverty rate.
Colby said that many people who talked to him about his book expressed guilt about a lack of diversity in their friend groups, but just as many people said they were making sincere, if imperfect efforts to make sure their kids' lives were different. He told the story of a housing development in Kansas City which sprung up in the 1970s that was started expressly to be racially integrated. But, again, the community didn't turn out that way in practice.