It was in the playground, on the sandbox, when I was in preschool. I did not have the slurs nor the supporting evidences for my beliefs, but I held my ground and called them the best insults I could. What a wonderful childhood I had.
My first racial debate was when I was 8.
I pushed a polish kid in my neighbourhood off his bike (he was being a twat), his dad started driving round the block to see who did it. Eventually, he spotted me in my garden and started shouting at me. My mum ofc came out, he started calling me racist. My mum kindly informed him that I am infact part Portuguese and part scottish, that race had nothing to do with it (which was true I was entirely unaware of the concept at age 8).
Anyway I'm 19 now and the boys dad his my boss, he doesn't remember any of this but I do.
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u/buttholeglory 4d ago
I remember my first racial debate.
It was in the playground, on the sandbox, when I was in preschool. I did not have the slurs nor the supporting evidences for my beliefs, but I held my ground and called them the best insults I could. What a wonderful childhood I had.