A Matter of Black and WriteA Story by PeteTrue story.![]() I was in sixth grade when a new boy, who happened to be black, joined our class. The teacher sat him next to me. One day we were doing some coloring for an art lesson. I turned and asked him if he had a black crayon. He held out his index finger and presented it to me. We were best friends from that "point" on ... © 2017 PeteReviews
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