This is horrible, really horrible, but we were — I don’t know, I can’t remember how old I was — but we were not allowed to say the N-word at all. So of course at some point I wanted to say it and I said it in front of someone who was a friend, a Black friend. And that was the end of our friendship. I was so horrified. I went home and told my mother what I’d done, and she burst into tears. She was so disappointed in me. And I mean, I wasn’t supposed to, I just didn’t know why I wanted to see what it felt like to say that, but boy, did it make an impression on me. And around that we had a lot of discussions.
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