Wow.
WOW.
Okay, it's a small step, but we're living in the same place I grew up. A place where, when my sister's best friend was valedictorian of high school, they decided that that year, they would have 5 "Valedictorians." Nelda was African-American, you see.
Somehow, my son made it to 10 years old with no inkling about the word.
The question was prompted not by the recent news, but because he's reading a book about dealing with bullies, and one of the things it talks about is people using racist language.
So, he and I talked about the word, and why something so "silly-sounding" (to him) carries such power.
"I don't think people still think like that," he informed me.
Oh honey.
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You might want to fill him in on the 'C' word and the 'P' word while you are at it.
I wish he was right.
I love this story. I've been thinking about it and hoping that lots of kids have this same experience.
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