one day i found myself plaing with a little white kid.

we were in the dirt.

the white kids mom yells to him something like 'junebug, where are yoooou?'


the boy yelled back at his mother - in front of me:

'im just over here playing with this niigger!'

i was stunned, but not shocked.

i was prepared for the bullshit.

i ut my dirt down and walked away.

that little white boy aint mean no harm toward me when he said that.

but the culture he belonged to enveloped him so much, he literally couldn;t escape it.

we were like 6.