The Beginning

I don’t know what is going on today! Why is my mother crying? My dad said it’s because people can be cruel. He said that someone named Brown won a case, and that the white people were mad about it. A case of what? On our way home from the store, right before my mother started crying, we drove by a bunch of white people holding up signs and yelling about something called a nigger. When I asked  her what a nigger was, she said its a bad name the honkies came up with. Were they talking about us? Why would they want to call us bad names. They don’t even know us. I’m glad I don’t have to be around those kind of people, especially in school.