Mixing Colors is a magical experience. The girls especially loved to see how red and white turn into pink and how red and blue turn into purple. Some of them made beads in their hair, earrings in their ears, necklaces around their neck, just to be able to mix the colors.
When the children finished the sketch of their face, we let them mix the perfect color of their skin. We had three colors for that; brown, white and orange. Usually we did not correct them, but one time, there was a little boy that made a color much ligther then his skin. Teacher Ankie told him to add some more brown, but he said no. "I am half Kaukasian you know," the dark brown boy said. "Who is Kaukasian then, your mother or your father?" asked teacher Ankie. "My great grand father." said the boy.
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