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The past 7 days have put me on a preaching pedestal. A road of self reflection. A stamped reminder on my forehead to get my ish together.

This is ridiculous. It’s old, maybe late 90s, early 00's..



I remember the first time it happened to me. I was in 3rd grade in Fort Stewart, GA (I’m a military brat). While walking into my parent teacher conference, my mother and I overheard my teacher and teacher's assistant referring to me and my English grades, and how I was a smart "nigger girl", and how my writing always surprised her.

I am not going to front; I do use the n-word. And this clip may be enough for me to strip from my vocab. (as hard as it may be, bc I do it so unconsciously).

I also remember the last time. I was in Tokyo; an older man had been following me for a couple days from the train to class and yelling things at me. I had never paid him any attention, just knew he was racist and continued to walk with my ipod. And then a friend of mine who had been in Tokyo for about 2 years, asked if I knew what he was saying. I said "no, but I am sure it's either racist or misogynistic". He replied, "Yeah, he's calling you the n-word". I think it took a week for that to digest. It was 2006; I was nearing fluency in Japanese, and had neglected to learn the racist words. (Dumb I know) I was about to be a Spelman graduate, I had always been at the top of my class; I worked on a trading desk at (the then big-deal company) Lehman Brothers in Tokyo. WTF. How was that still happening? I remember writing the angriest social dynamic paper for my class that semester. I got an A, the teacher loved it, and I then realized I was over Japan.

Have you ever had any experiences like this? I want to hear about it, and how it affected you...Comment away please....

**No more posts for the day, I am mentally exhausted and emotionally exhausted after this reminder of my life mission.**

xoxo,

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