In my home country, in Spain, I was part of the majority. I enjoyed white privilege.
When I walked around town there was always somebody like me. When I talked to
strangers, they were always supposed to know my language. My skin tone was the rule,
theirs an exception. I was unaware of my privilege, and it is not excusable. It is
shameful. I am in fact embarrassed about my ignorance. However, now it is different.
Now I can see the whole picture.
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