My people are all white folks. Never the less, my mother used to go on to innocent little me about how wonderful it was to pick cotton. But I had seen cotton pickers out in the fields, in the days before the harvesters. Tell you what, I never believed a word she said about it, and I never picked cotton.
A true story, without humor. I was at our East St. Louis, IL, education center and observed a group of junior high age black students being assembled for a field trip to the St. Louis Zoo. The field trip leader called them together and told them, “There are going to be a lot of white people at the zoo. Don’t be afraid, they won’t hurt you.”
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August 17, 2012 at 11:27 am
The guy’s delivery is better than Chris Rock’s. Comedy is tragedy plus time.
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August 17, 2012 at 12:01 pm
My people are all white folks. Never the less, my mother used to go on to innocent little me about how wonderful it was to pick cotton. But I had seen cotton pickers out in the fields, in the days before the harvesters. Tell you what, I never believed a word she said about it, and I never picked cotton.
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August 17, 2012 at 2:14 pm
Sometimes, I don’t know whether to laugh or to cry.
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August 19, 2012 at 5:26 am
A true story, without humor. I was at our East St. Louis, IL, education center and observed a group of junior high age black students being assembled for a field trip to the St. Louis Zoo. The field trip leader called them together and told them, “There are going to be a lot of white people at the zoo. Don’t be afraid, they won’t hurt you.”
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