Pale in comparison

When looking in the mirror on the last day of my Birthright Israel trip, I commented to my Israeli roommate that I don’t remember ever being this tan.

“Tan?” she said. “You’re so white!”

I showed her my stomach, which, never exposed to the sun, was even whiter.

She told me that she had never seen anyone with skin as light as mine in her entire life.

This story has been brought to you by Chicago winters, Chicago summers, and working in an office all day.


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