And so she was miserable: ''I wear a mask of belonging because this is what I am supposed to do,'' She seemingly cannot imagine that being black, white and Jewish can be reconciled. ''a Jewish American Princess'' when a lover tells her, ''That's when I know you're black, when you start moving those hips,'' she accepts this as ''true'' Summer escapades at a predominantly Jewish camp, for example, she suggests that wearing Capezios, Guess jeans and a Lacoste shirt and assuming ''the appropriate air of petulant entitlement'' made her Walker's account is frank but lacks insight, and it is unclear how many of the stereotypes that her memoir recycles she still believes. From then on,Įvery two years, Walker alternated coast-to-coast between them. The daughter of the black writer Alice Walker and a white Jewish lawyer, Mel Leventhal, Rebecca Walker writes that her confusion about being biracial began when her parents divorced when she was 8 years old. Desperate yearning for acceptance colors most of the childhood memories Rebecca Walker recounts in her memoir, ''Black, White and Jewish.''
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