Teachers didn’t use that word in our school. Ours was a Christian school and that slip wasn’t permissible. There was a very long pause, long enough for the teacher to realize she had said something wrong and everyone in the room knew it. And for a few moments everyone’s eyes were off me. I took the opportunity to breathe. That slip of the tongue not being the point of the day’s meeting, and to the relief of that teacher, someone remembered why we were there and turned back on me, “You foolish child. I suppose you have discrimination just like your parents.”
My eyes usually welled up when I was accused of hurting someone. Sometimes I was laughed at because I was too sensitive. The laughter would come after I felt someone I loved was hurt undeservedly. It made me feel bad and if anyone thought I hurt JJ purposely or by accident, well then, I was most likely hurt more. My eyes began to well up. I sniffed to protect myself.
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