1.
Nick: Dad?
Me: Yes.
Nick: Can I listen to Mikeson Jackson?
Me: Michael.
Nick: Michael Jackson.
Me: Sure.
Nick: Daddy?
Me: Yes.
Nick: What he sing about?
Me: Well…uh…okay… he’s singing about how it doesn’t matter what color your skin is. That you can still be whoever you want and it doesn’t matter.
Nick: What color is my skin?
Me: Brown.
Nick: What color is your skin?
Me: White.
Nick: I like the color of my skin!
Me: You should! It’s beautiful.
Nick: When I go in the sun, it gets darker!
Me: You know what they call people with your skin color? African-American.
(long pause)
Nick: Daddy?
Me: Yes.
Nick: SMELL MY FEET!
2.
Nick: Mom?
Al: Yes, Nick?
Nick: I have brown skin and I’m Abrican-American.
Al: African-American.
Nick: African-American. Mom?
Al: Yes, Nick?
Nick: What’s African?
Al: Africa is a place that’s far, far away on the other side of the world.
Nick: We can go there?
Al: Maybe when you grow up. It’s really far away.
Nick: Hmmmm… WE MIGHT HAVE TO TAKE TWO PLANES TO GO THERE AND I MIGHT UPCHUCK!
David Lee White 