I don’t know how to put it. It was different because — I don’t know, I just felt that — I was only a handful of Black students in that class. Every class I’ve gone to, I’ve been a handful. I’m like one of two students in a class. You know what struck me about being in the seventh grade? I’ll just throw that out there. One of my white classmates had the same birthday that I had, and I just felt that was so unusual. I didn’t know white people had the same birthdays as Black people. Just something that stuck in my mind. I remember coming home and saying so and so’s birthday is December the 21st, just like mine. So, that was one thing that struck me.