07-17-2016, 02:18 AM
When I was 12 or so, I was going home from school on my bicycle. I went through a street where there were several youths of my age or slightly older hanging out. They had a dark skin color, which didn't matter to me but they decided I had looked at them. I think they were just bored. They went after me and cornered me. Kicked me and my bike, I kicked back.. Not too exciting although I wasn't feeling safe at the time. Then some old white guy passes us on a bike and he calls me a racist! Because I'm yelling at three black kids who are in the middle of trying to kick my ass ? Assumptions, political correctness, I learned, in that moment, what those are.