One cute Halloween story from last week, which I think also reflects the multi-culturalism of the Bay Area, is when I overheard one of the mothers from Barley's room talking to his classmate. The boy was wearing a fedora hat, and a cloth blazer. He could have been taken for almost anything--old time G-man, businessman, whatever. The other parent gamely asked if he was dressed up as a gangster. Now, some necessary background information is that this child is of Vietnamese background, and looks completely 100% Asian. But hey, it's Halloween, we don't have to stereotype by race or ethnicity, right?
After all, when invited to a Disney themed Halloween party for grownups, I opted to be a lady pirate a la Pirates of the Caribbean, rather than Mulan, the only Asian Disney female I can think of. I suppose I could pass for Pocahontas too. BORING. Pirates have more fun!
Anyway, the costumed child looked incredulously at the friendly parent and said indignantly, "No, not a gangster! I'm Michael Jackson!"
I came to her rescue, exclaiming, "Of course you are, honey! We just didn't recognize you without your white glove!"