whenever someone comments on my skin colour, i remember the story that our form 1 english teacher told us:
a long time ago in Bali, god decided to make people. he took some mud and baked them. the first batch that came out turned out under cooked, and they became the people with fair skin. the next batch turned out to be burnt, and they became the people that had dark skin. the last batch that he made turned out golden brown perfect, and the people of Bali are said to believe that they came from the last batch because of their golden brown skin.
how my brain processed that story: I AM ONE OF THE PERFECT PEOPLE COZ I HAVE BROWN SKIN :D
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