“What did your mom say?”
“Nothing.”
“You’re not in trouble?”
“Nah. My dad took me to get this.”
Pulls out bag of candy.
“He said, ‘Good job,’ and that every time I hit the white lady I get candy.”
“What about the principal?”
“He can make me go home. I don’t care.”
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
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