A Biracial Royal…

I can’t believe I am one of those people but I am currently obsessed with the love story of Prince Harry and Meghan. I don’t usually get so invested in a stranger’s relationship – particularly that of the royals. To be honest, the coverage of the royal family in the past has been excessive and quite annoying at times however, here I am – completely and utterly immersed in this unlikely love story! I never thought I would see the day that an English Prince would marry a biracial woman…and I am excited.

I read a piece written by Megan for Elle magazine. In it she spoke eloquently about the racial discrimination and challenges she has had to face as the product of a mixed marriage. I felt like I could’ve been reading my own thoughts. My father is Croatian, my mother Mauritian. I am the youngest of three children and to say that I have faced my fair share of racial adversity is an understatement. As I grow older, and my skin has thickened and the racial undertones of people’s comments affect me less or not at all. Instead, I am now conscience and defensive of how my daughter will feel as the product of a Croatian father, and a Mauritian/Croatian mother.

I’m not saying that I was racially abused growing up. All I am saying is that I grew up feeling different due to being constantly reminded that I was. I never really knew where I fit. I wasn’t white, but I was. I wasn’t dark, but I was. I would often be asked the question ‘where are you from?’. It annoyed me. Clearly, I’m an Aussie yet I knew that’s not what they meant – they wanted to know my ethnicity. I would explain and then wait for the ooos and aaahs that would follow. Where is Mauritius? They would ask; or, ‘wow what a strange mix’. It annoyed me that people would constantly draw attention to my difference, couldn’t I just be Maria? Why did I have to be defined by my ethnicity?

In a world where the foundations of beauty are forged around Caucasian, blue eyes and blonde hair it was always hard for me to find inner confidence and feel beautiful. Everywhere I looked society told me I wasn’t. I didn’t see myself on the television, I didn’t play with a Maria looking Dolly and I didn’t have anyone like me to look up to. I would overhear conversations and hear things like ‘yeah she’s pretty…for a black girl’ (umm, what?). I watched my own mother struggle for years with the racism she would experience in her own family and culture and think to myself, – how dare they make her feel that way. My mum was clearly the Cinderella of her family therefore I knew it only came from a place of hate and jealousy. It was from seeing this primitive treatment that I decided I was not going to go through life letting anyone make me feel that way. The day I decided to embrace both sides of me was the day I felt truly ‘beautiful’. When people would ask me my background I would no longer sigh, but respond proudly. This is me and yes, I don’t fit the regular mould that you might be used to. Thankfully as time has progressed; acceptance, kindness and embracing your difference has become the norm.

So why in particular am I so freaking pleased Meghan is marrying Prince Harry? Because Myla gets to grow up seeing a biracial Princess that’s why! Everything I do in life now is for my daughter. I try and be conscience of what I say about myself, what people I surround myself with and what lessons she learns. I don’t want her to grow up feeling different for all the wrong reasons. I don’t want her to go a day focussing on something so trivial as skin colour. I dread the day that Myla gets bullied at school, especially if it is for the way she looks. I want my daughter and nieces to grow up with the confidence that it took me so long to gain. I want her to grow up with kindness in her heart and acceptance of people from all different backgrounds. Say what you want about the royals; but they do amazing things in the roles they were born into. Meghan will inevitably become a role model to many girls, including my own. The fact that Myla will be able to relate to this princess makes it extra special.

One thought on “A Biracial Royal…

  1. I can relate so much to this. Being biracial is beautiful but so easy for people to cast you out for not being a certain way. I think we as whole still have a long way to go with the acceptance of interracial marriages and biracial individuals but this Royal marriage is such an amazing thing. And will hopefully be a positive influence to many people.
    Maya x

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