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Our main character in this story wants to be like his friends; he hates being dark skinned and having poofy hair and having a wide nose and having an unusual name and bright white teeth. His mom compares his hair to fudge frosting and his hair to cotton candy and the boy starts to take pride in his beautiful features. He grows to love being Chocolate Me!
“And then my moms said,
‘Wait one minute, my sweet! Can't you see?
You have skin like velvet fudge frosting mixed in a bowl.
(You can lick the spoon.)
Cotton candy hair soft to the touch of my fingertips or braided like rows of corn with a twist.
And your smile,' she says, ‘makes me so happy I could cry.
No amount of money could buy how it makes me feel.
For real!
It's perfect.'”