God Baked Us

When I was in Kindergarten, the teacher taught us where people come from and why we have different colors of skin.

It is not a true story but it only tickles the imagination of the pupils.

The story goes like this...

God was so sad that he wanted to create something that looks like him. First he got a clay, and then formed it like himself, i.e. with arms, legs, torso, eyes, hair and nose.

He placed the clay inside an oven. He waited for the sometime. And when he thought that the cooking was finished, he opened the oven. "Wowe, This is nice!, saying as he was looking at the dark clay that he cooked. he breath onto the clay and it came to life.
The dark clay is now known as the Black people.

He got a clay again and formed it like the previous one. He baked the clay but this time, he got the clay from the oven early. "I like this one also!", he said. He breath onto the clay and it came to life.
The white clay is now known as the Caucasians.

He got another clay and formed another person and placed the clay inside the oven. He again baked the clay. The color of the clay after cooking was brown. "This is good!". He breath onto the brown clay and it also came to life.
The brown clay is now known as the Malay race where Filipinos came from.