Bigots

I was insanely lucky. My parents were not bigots. An aunt who is chinese and one of my dad's best friends was black. We lived next door to mexicans.

And then I went to school. All the kids in grade school were bigots and hated that one PR kid. Who was my friend.

And then I went to Catholic HS for 1 year. Which was filled with bigots and unending fights.

AND THEN I GOT INSANELY LUCKY!
I was forced to go to the this TERRIBLE inner city school. I was going to be in the minority?!! 10-20% white. tops.

THANK GOD
My three years at Whitney Young were a god send.
Surround by fellow student who were smarter than me. Period.
Few, if anyone cared what race someone was. (for the most part)

Oh look, my class secretary sleeps with the president!!!!
Yah ....
Being blind to racism meant that I was able to not THINK that way. Sure, I had to learn about injustice and bias and racism. But I am pretty sure that bigots never learn about it, they just CAUSE it.

Of all the things that I value which I got from my parents, being blind to race is the one which I will value until the day I die.