Yesterday I was riding back from the Post office and I saw a couple of little black kids up ahead. They had to be about 4 years old and were out front of their house, playing. When they spotted me, they reared up, stuck their tongues out and shouted in unison,
"Hey ni**(gg)er! Nyahh!" Then one of them threw a rock at me.
My first thought was "That's sad... somebody's ruining them."
I dinged my little 'ringy bell at them and pedaled on. The episode struck to many levels.
These little nippers are the future; oh, boy.
