One of the male children of Dutch
ancestry, living in an area termed by
some outsiders as “Albino heaven”

because the area in the United States
was so ethnically isolated, married a
Hispanic girl from a growing Latino pop-

ulation in the area thus upsetting his family.
The family pastor, a progressive fellow for
the area and an advocate of the notion that

there is only one race, the human race, but
many beautiful ethnicities in God’s great
human creation, sought to help the family

adjust by telling them a pun: A woman
has twins and gives them up for adoption.
One of them goes to Spain, They name him

“Juan”; the other went to a family in
Egypt and is named “Ahmal.” Years later,
Juan sends a picture of himself to his

birth mother. Upon receiving the picture,
she tells her husband that she wishes
she also had a picture of Ahmal. Her

husband responds, “They’re twins! If
you’ve seen Juan, You’ve seen Ahmal.”
Sobber faced, the family said they would

pray about it. A year later, a baby girl
was born to the couple. She was the most
beautiful child imaginable. The Dutch

family and the Hispanic family decided
to give thanks by having Thanksgiving
together. That was destined to be quite

the cross-ethnic feast. The pastor was
invited and, of course, would offer
grace.