Well well well, there goes that word again, racism.
I remeber my grandfather whipping my ass one day because I came home from school and said my teacher was racism cause she picked on me.
He took off his belt and whip my ass really good. He told me to never ever say that word again. His exact words where "Racism is legal in America, get over it and don't say that word around me again, it's just an excuse for something you did wrong, people going to hate your, get over. You work hard, do was right and take care of your family, forget all that other stuff......now go get your homework done boy"
I got my ass whip a few more times after that for saying that word as I got older.
All in all, racism is Legal in America. America allows it. Get over it and move on with life.
LOL.
Don't feel bad. The first time I met my paternal grandfather I was taken to his home and there were prized roses in the yard. Black roses. They didn't look real and I reached out to touch one.
First thing I knew this giant okie hand came out of the sky and knocked the shit out of me right in front of my parents. I looked at my father and he was chuckling and said, "son, meet your grandpa". I was 5 lol.
My dad was in the trenches in Korea with several black outfits (they were segregated) and they kept him alive and taught him how to survive. First thing they did was relieve him of all his cash and gave him a .45 because Chinese sappers were coming into the trench complex at night. He still managed to fuck up and get shot with friendly fire. Any hint of racism out of my mouth was always met with swift and severe punishment. Racism was not tolerated in our home.
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