The Colors of Us (1999)
“My name is Lena and I am seven. I am the color of cinnamon. Mom says she could eat me up.”
Lena is going to paint a picture of herself. She wants to use brown paint for her skin. But when Lena and her mother take a walk through their neighborhood, Lena sees that there are many different shades and tones of brown. Seen from an artist’s point of view, skin colors are subtle, varied–and cause for celebration!
Karen Katz created this book for her daughter, Lena, whom she and her husband adopted from Guatemala six years ago.
By Karen Katz