Since when is skin color a determination of anything, ability or human worth?? I realize now that I mostly grew up in a fairly diverse community from 4th grade on. But nobody mentioned it, not my teachers nor my parents and certainly not my grandmother who I was particularly close to. And how was I supposed to know, the kids in my classes weren't black or white like chess pieces, there were red haired kids with freckles and every skin color, darker or paler.
I mention my grandmother for one reason, she told me when I was a little older that she was given a hard time by a neighbor for her lack of prejudice. She had 4 children and was widowed early, my Dad who was the eldest boy was only 12 and his youngest brother was only 3. And my grandmother told me that her neighbor said to her, "Hazel, one of your children is going to grow up and marry an Eskimo!" I guess that was the minorist minority that this lady could think of!
And my grandmother also told me that when she was young, born before women even had the vote, that girls of her day had two main choices, becoming a teacher or a nurse, so of course she became a teacher and her first teaching job was in a one-room school where some of her students were older than she was. But she told me once that if she was born now, she'd like to become an environmentalist. That's sure something, especially now, that I could support!