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China Elevator Stories
“I Think You’re Biracial”
I’m at a gym in Shenzhen when a Chinese guy starts talking with me.
17/12/2013
Ruth Silbermayr
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One day in August 2013, I’m at the gym. It’s a hot and sweltering evening. After only 15 minutes of working out, my head is red like a tomato. A guy in his 40s stops in front of me.
He says, “Your head is red like a tomato,” and laughs.
I answer, “It’s hot today, that’s why.”
He looks at my trainer and asks, “Is she Chinese?”
My trainer answers, “I’m not sure.”
I ask the guy, “Well, what do you think? Am I Chinese?”
He answers, “I think you’re biracial (混血, literally mixed blood).”
Have you ever had a similar experience?