it took no great leap of imagination or insight for my 5y/o mind to arrive at. it was as obvious to me as the nose on my face. i am "out of place here" we are "out of place here". in other words i knew by the evidence of my own eyes and by the circumstances of the family i belonged to that "out of place" place meant being the "place" where all the ppl around me all the ppl around us are white ppl. children and adults. this is their place. it belongs to them. i am out of place here and now. how do i come to be here where i am clearly the odd one out? where we are clearly the odd ones out?
do you follow the line of reasoning of my 5y/o child's eye view of the life i found myself living day in day out. the only black ppl i knew outside of my family were our parent's friends. of which there was one couple and their family. the gordon's. c.'62-'66 & '70-mid '80s.
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do you follow the line of reasoning of my 5y/o child's eye view of the life i found myself living day in day out. the only black ppl i knew outside of my family were our parent's friends. of which there was one couple and their family. the gordon's. c.'62-'66 & '70-mid '80s.
2bcontd...
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