The “N” Word

I have a complicated relationship with the “N” word.

It is a part of the normal vernacular in the neighborhood I grew up in. Depending on the tone of voice used, it can mean a number of different things. It isn’t in my regular vocabulary, but in the past it has been known to roll off of my tongue with ease.
The “N” Word

Oreo

I remember being at a swim camp in Wisconsin with three of my teammates when I was about 11. We were the only black kids out of maybe 60 campers, and it’s safe to assume that a lot of them had never met a black person in real life. Oreo