Growing up as a black person in a predominantly white society, I always regarded myself as having a balanced view of the world. I have experienced my share of prejudice, of course, but life has taught me that, on the whole, our nation is decent, tolerant and, above all, fair.
I was born in the UK and raised in Middle s*x by adoptive white parents after my nigerian birth mother fell seriously ill. We were a middle-class family and I was educated largely privately, so I was sheltered to some extent from the casual racism which blights so many lives.
I own and run an international theatre school. When I speak to people on the phone, the vast majority assume I am white, which, though it pains me to admit it, probably makes my life easier.
But I have plenty of black friends and have worked with disadvantaged youngsters all my adult life.
I knew better than to mistake conspiracy theory for fact. Or so I thought, until my cosy illusion was shattered three months ago.JESUS WHAT A WORLD..These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real
