My two granddaughters are of dual heritage (Anglo/Japanese) and strangely enough, most of their favourite friends over the years are also of mixed race, in various forms. They obviously feel akin to people whose parents come from two different lands, even if it seems to be at a subconscious level.
It really doesn't seem to have bothered them in any way, but as my youngest and her friends are now nearing ten, there are obviously some questions being asked.
My friend, Audrey, recently told me that nine year old, Ruby, who is a beautiful coffee colour, began to ask her, "Mummy, am I black or white?"
Audrey explained in depth about Ruby's mixed heritage and thought, well that was that, as she seemed satisfied with her answer.
However, Ruby was later overheard to be saying something to her sister that included the remark, "......after all, I am dual carriage."