Image via WikipediaDuring orientation week, fresh off the boat, I was saying hello to anyone and everyone. Finally it was the turn of this guy. He said, "Hi, I am Jeremiah, I am from Alabama, but I am nice." I shook hands and played normal. But I was like, wow, what's up with this guy, he feels the need to announce he is nice. What's going on? He is kind of immodest, don't you think?
It took me about a year to realize as the shit called racism hit me full force just as I formally ascended to the most powerful student position on campus.
He had meant that although he was from Alabama he was not racist or anything like that.
Like William Faulkner said, the past is not over, it is not even past.
Jeremiah went on to become my Class President.
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