Why Representation Matters

That’s me when I was around 4 years old.

When I was a little girl, I absolutely loved books. I loved the magical stories they told and the beautiful illustrations that helped further tell those stories. As a child, I even tried writing and illustrating a few of my own books.

However, I soon discovered that there was an undeniable pattern in the picture books that were available – none of the characters looked like me (or any person of color, for that matter).

At the time, I didn’t realize the huge impact that had on me. But looking back, I clearly remember thinking that only white people were special. I thought only their stories were valuable and important enough to share. And, worst of all, I thought that people of color didn’t make any significant contributions and that’s why we didn’t have books about people like ourselves.

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