A letter to White People from a White Woman.
<p>When I was <strong>5</strong> my sister found me marking out all the black children in a Sears catalogue of playground equipment with a big red X. She told me later in life that in that moment she taught me this wasn’t something we did to people…X them out. I don’t remember that moment, nor do I think there was any notion in our family that we didn’t like black people. What I do know is that it is unlikely that there were many black people in our neighborhood, or in our school, or in our…anything. Unconsciously as a child I understood from my environment that black people were different from me without being told so. Somehow I recognized that they weren’t part of my community, and because of this they were not invited to play on my Sears catalogue playground. They needed to be X’d out.</p>
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