Mr. Somebody
Friend Of A Friend
At a young age, friends see that there are young men with athletic gifts on the playground. I had a Guatamalan friend named Juilito who could kick the soccer ball very far for a kid his age. We always said. Give the ball to Juilito so he can score, friends. In middle school there was a young brother named Kenneth who always won the track races. Personally, i never felt like a hater about it. You just recognize that friends have gifts. At that age i didnt know what Race was. You just noticed that friends looked different but everyone had their own unique gift to share with the world. Some physical, some intelligence, some humor, some clever, some sneaky, and sadly, some demonic, friends.
I didnt know what race was until middle school and thats when the demons of our the older generation crept into our lives.
Its so demonic, friends.
I didnt know what race was until middle school and thats when the demons of our the older generation crept into our lives.
Its so demonic, friends.