Indigenous

This weekend I went to Fremantle a city not too far from Perth to visit a friend.  After taking the 1:30 am train we arrived in the city center of Perth waiting to catch a cab. Four girls frantically waving at each taxi yes some were full but 12 out of may be the 35 that had passed us were not. I wondered why they would not stop they stopped for others but not us. Two black girls of darker complexion from Africa, one white girl from Canada, and me. We were approached by a highly intoxicated Brit. He began explain to us why we couldn’t get a cab. My face blistered red; he had told us because I looked indigenous the cabs would not give us a ride.  ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!!!!!!!!!! Now I have been called many a things in my life but never ever have I been called indigenous and to see the replications of looking this way shocked me even more.

I don’t even look aboriginal not in the slightest the nerve an ignorance of people never ceases to amaze me signed,

 The lady indigenous