When I recognised race
by Rayshawn Graves, United We Pray: […] That day I felt the seeds of assimilation planted within seven-year-old me that told me that it was better, even if just cooler, to be white. When I went home that afternoon and told my parents what happened, they reaffirmed that I was created in God’s image. This would’ve been a sufficient balm for my wound, but they didn’t stop there. My Dad did something that would stick with me to this day. He took my seven-year-old hand and clenched my fingers...
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