When I was about 9 this little girl named Carla used to follow me around school and  chant, ” Anita is a black cat sitting on a Cadillac…Anita is a black cat sitting on a Cadillac. ”

She would stand there in front of me at recess or in front of my desk in class and put her hands on her hips and shake her butt from side to side and chant that damn  car slogan over and over again.

Once I asked why she was doing this and she told me it was ” because you’re a black girl ” ( actually I was an Asian Girl but Carla was on her way to being an equal opportunity bigot so brown was brown to her ).

Finally I get sick of this ( mostly because Carla was turning this concert she treated me too into a full blown musical and had her friends joining in ) and I go to my teacher and tell on Carla and what  she said and had been doing

What my teacher said will stick with me forever.

She said, ” Anita you are different,  you’re going to have to learn to have a sense of humor about certain things.”

I have a sense of humor…and I still don’t think this was funny.

What happened to Carla and my teacher?

I don’t know…so many people wearing hoods over their heads so little time to look under them all.

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