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My Childhood Halloween Story
nunn
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My politically-incorrect, but totally innocent Halloween story:
I was about 4 or 5 years old, and it was the Halloween season, so I was drawing and coloring a Halloween picture. I had drawn a ghost, a white amorphous shape with two black eyes. My Daddy was nearby, reading the paper. I asked him, "Daddy, what's the difference between a ghost and a *?" I had drawn a ghost, and now I wanted to draw a *.
Daddy didn't even look up from his paper. He said, "Spooks are black."
OK. Now I knew what to do. I drew a black amorphous shape with two white eyes, and that was my *.
I was several years into adulthood before I understood what my Daddy had meant.
Comments
I worked with a black guy who went by the name “Boo”. When asked what his real name was he replied “Jig”. That usually ended the inquiry.
He now owns his own roofing company, Hoston Roofing.
as a kid I heard every possible slang term ( well at least the vast majority of them ) for afro American's and there lots of them . as a very young kid well naturally you pick up what the adults say .
To me it was also just another word for ghost or a haint
As a child I learned that - "Sticks and stones can break my bones, but names can never hurt me."
Evidently they don't teach that anymore.