(This story collected and shared by Cheralyn Post.)
Cristofer: *gasps and grabs my arm!* What happened to your arm?
Me: Um.... what do you mean? Nothing happened to my arm.
Cristofer: No, something's wrong with your arm!!
Me: No, really... nothing's wrong with my arm. What are you talking about?
Cristofer: Your arm! Your skin is white!
Me: Um... that's okay, honey, I was born that way.
Cristofer: Oh... wow... I am so sorry that happened.
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