I don’t know any Negros. I don’t know what kind of citizens they are.”
“Jeeeeeeeeeez, Frannie. We’re Americans. Everyone is supposed to be equal, no matter what color their skin is or where their ancestors came from. And… Negro is an old word. Tonya’s black and she’s a human being, just like you and me. What would YOU do if that guy groped you and called you names?”
“I don’t know. Nobody ever did that to me.”
“That’s your problem. You live under a rock and you have no clue what’s going on around you. Well, Tonya is the world around you, so wake up and stick up for her.
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