"And then she told me she was colorblind," Mariah said as Charlotte shut the front door.
"What is colorblind, anyway?" Charlotte asked when she was sure the door was closed all the way..
"That's a word," Mariah explained, as she adjusted the schoolbooks she was holding, "for when dolls or people don't see colors the same way as everyone else. I think they must be made that way in the factory. Something went wrong, like with Emil and Holly."
"That's interesting," Charlotte said.
"Yes," Mariah agreed. "I looked it up. Dolls who have red-green colorblindness can't tell the difference between red and green."
"That would make it difficult to pick out your favorite kind of apple," Charlotte said thoughtfully.
"Yes," Mariah agreed. "It could make it hard to pick out your clothes, too.
The two friends sat down on the stairs in the front hall. "Then there is the kind of colorblindness where dolls can't tell the difference between yellow and blue," Mariah added.
"Well," Charlotte said. "At least there are no blue apples, but you could still have a problem picking out your clothes."
"Just imagine," Mariah said, "if Veronika couldn't tell the difference between red and green, or yellow and blue, when she was picking out the cloth for a quilt!"
"The quilt could look ugly," Charlotte agreed, "at least to everyone but Veronika. It's a good thing Veronika isn't colorblind."
"Or Billy!" Mariah exclaimed. "Billy would have a terrible time getting his photos to look right."
"There is a test for each kind of colorblindness," Mariah said. "They show you a picture made up of little circles of the different colors, and you see something in it, like a number or an animal, if you can see those colors."
"Then there are dolls who can't see any color at all," Mariah went on, remembering what she had read, "only dark and light."
"Life would be like a black-and-white movie," Charlotte said, trying to imagine what that would be like.
"It's too bad Lucy is colorblind," Charlotte said with a sigh. Charlotte enjoys seeing colors, and she has a kind heart. She likes Lucy, too. It would be sad not to see colors.
"But she isn't really colorblind," Mariah said. "It turns out that that wasn't what she meant at all."
"What did she mean, then?" Charlotte asked, puzzled.
"I asked her about it," Mariah explained. "She said she meant she didn't see color when she looks at me. She meant she doesn't think about how I'm a different color from her other friends."
"But you are different!" Charlotte said. "Your vinyl is like a bar of milk chocolate. I know all of Lucy's friends, and none of them are your color. How could she not see that?"
"I think," Mariah said, "that she was trying to say it didn't matter to her that I'm Black."
Charlotte looked at Mariah. She thought she looked a little sad. "That bothers you, doesn't it?" she asked her friend.
"Yes," Mariah agreed. "You see, if it doesn't matter to her that I am the color I am, then she must think there is something wrong with my color, but she likes me anyway."
"I see what you mean," Charlotte agreed. "You wish she thought it was wonderful that you're Black!"
Mariah nodded.
Charlotte thought about that for a moment.
"But it's wonderful that you're the color you are," she said then. "I remember when Veronika brought you in to meet us when you first came. All I could think of was how beautiful you were!"
"And that was before I knew you," Charlotte went on. "Now that we're best friends, of course, I think you're even more beautiful! I've thought about how I almost didn't meet you! You see, the stories needed you before we knew you, because we didn't have a doll who was a different color," Charlotte explained.
"Before you came," Charlotte said, "The Writer told us that real children come in different colors, so dolls do, too. Real children read our stories, and they like some of the stories to be about dolls who are like them in some ways. Remember when you asked Santa for a doll that looked like you your first Christmas?"
Mariah remembered. She had been so happy when she got the doll she had asked for.
"You see?" Charlotte exclaimed. "If you hadn't been Black, you would not have come to live with us. Then I would not have had you as my best friend!"
Mariah knows this, but she was happy to remember back to when she arrived, and how everyone welcomed her. It made her feel good inside. She thought about how the dolls in her family know all about her now. They see her for who she is. She thought about how they needed her, not just because she was a different color, but because of who she is inside, too. "I'm so glad I got to come to live here," Mariah said. "I'm glad we're best friends, too."
"You know," Charlotte said thoughtfully, "I think Lucy was trying to be nice. Lucy is my color. I think she does see you the way you are, but she has also seen how some of the other dolls at school picked on you at first. She knows it was because someone who doesn't know any better told them that they are better than you are just because of the color of their vinyl. I think she was trying to say she knows that isn't true."
"Maybe you're right," Mariah agreed. "Lucy and I get along well, and we like a lot of the same things. She's a good friend."
"Yes," Charlotte agreed. "Maybe she just doesn't know how to say what she means in a way that means the same to you, because her experience is different from yours."
"Yes, I can see that," Mariah agreed. "Maybe I didn't understand because my experience is different from hers, too. I'm glad I have you to talk things over with, Charlotte," she added. "You're a good listener, and you're good at figuring things out. I feel better now."
"I'm glad to have you to talk things over with, too, Mariah," Charlotte agreed. "It's good to have you as my best friend."
Mariah was quiet for a moment. She was thinking. "I wonder if Emil is colorblind," she said finally. "He said he doesn't know if he sees things the same way we do with his special glasses."
"Let's look up the test pictures," Charlotte said. "We can get him to look at them and find out!"
Cast--
Veronika: Götz Classic Kidz Vroni
Charlotte: Götz Happy Kidz Anna in Paris
Mariah: Götz Happy Kidz Mariah, "Chosen" from My Doll Best Friend
Billy: Götz Happy Kidz Lily at London
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