This morning when I switched on VH1 classic, the first song I heard was Neneh Cherry and Yossou N’Dour’s Seven Seconds, a classic song which contains the lyrics: “When a child is born into this world, he has no concept of the tone of skin he’s living in.”
This song to me encapsulates our journey. Often when we speak to people and tell them we’re adopting they say things like “did you at least manage to get a white child?”
No, Sky isn’t white, but why should that matter. She’s less than three months old, what does it matter what skin colour she is – she’s our baby and we are going to love her and she’s going to love us.
Here are some other songs with similar messages:
Michael Jackson’s Black or White – “I’m not gonna spend my life being a colour”
Jimmy Nail and Ranking Roger, Black and White – A child is black, a child is white, the world looks upon the beautiful sight.
Paul McCartney and Stevie Wonder, Ebony and Ivory live together in perfect harmony side by side on my piano, keyboard, oh Lord why don’t we?
And the gospel song Jesus loves the Little Children. – Red and yellow, black and white, they are precious in his sight.