What opened my eyes: “flesh-colored” bandages

bandaid_1956Irene M. Pepperberg,
Swampscott, MA.

I was in high school, a racially integrated one, in the 60s, discussing racial issues with a contemporary black woman, an honors student, headed for a fine college. I asked her why she was so angry, what kind of discrimination she felt, living in a middle class community, going to a good school. Her answer, spat out at me, made me realize that discrimination was occurring at the very basic levels of her life, in ways I couldn’t ever experience.


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