We were at Trafford Centre a few weekends ago and I saw an Asian (Indian) lady pick up her feisty little girl (she was about 3) and put her into a highchair. I couldn’t see the little girl’s face, just her hair…it was silvery-white. And I thought, she’s got a little dress-up wig on. When the mother stepped back, I saw the little girl’s face and it was snowy-white, as were her eyebrows.
I’ve never seen someone (other than in photos) with albinism. I just wanted to stare. She was beautiful and mysterious (to me) and I couldn’t take my eyes away. Well, I did, but I kept glancing up, trying not to be obvious. I know what it’s like to be stared at (white woman + headscarf= plenty of staring) and when it’s in curiosity I don’t usually mind. But when it’s aggressive, I get annoyed.
I hope I didn’t upset the little girl’s mother, because I’m sure she knew I was looking. Those who get stares always do. I just found her fascinating.