So in 2009 our high school youth group went on a mission trip to a children's ranch in Idaho. Suuuper, super fun, great time. God did cool things :) Anyways, one afternoon, after the work day had ended, I came down from the girls' room and sat down at a table where my friend, Brandon, and one of the kids from the ranch were sitting. The usual pleasantries and small talk ensued, but then a long silence came. I'm not sure if this next part was to end the long silence, or because he had been wanting to ask me and this seemed like the best moment, but the kid from the ranch looks at me, and like a knife slices through butter, he breaks the silence by, in all seriousness, asking me, "Are you an albino?". I didn't really know how to respond, but I'm pretty sure there was laughter. Brandon was cracking up - he answered the question for me by saying, "No she's just REEEAALLY white. If she were an albino her eyes would be pink". Pretty much the only way you could tell I wasn't albino apparently. Which I guess kind of makes sense; I wasn't as tan back then as I am now. Which... I'm not tan now, so. . . yeah.
And that's the story of how I was so white that someone thought I was an albino.
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Robert
4/25/2013 03:38:10 pm
I rival you in your whiteness!
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