I meet a young kid, a grandson to one of the white volunteers here, and I play with him. We get to like each other, and joke together. Then, after a while, I ask him some stupid questions. One of them is this: When you grow older, would you like to marry an Ethiopian woman? I could arrange one for you, would you like me to do it? “No.” Why not? “No.” Why? “Because.” What do you think, black people are good? “No.” What makes them bad? The child catches sight of his older brother who is gesturing him to shut up and he does. It always amazes me how hard it is for one people not to discriminate
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