When I was younger, I remember being in a department store with my brother and mother. We were running around playing with toys, trying to beg her to buy one for us.
Being rambunctious and loud, my brother and I thought we could wear her down. Seeing a little white boy doing the same, my brother and I ran over and started playing with him. Frustrated, my mom grabbed us both and left the store.
In the car, she took a long breath and said: “You cannot act like that. You have to act like you’ve got some sense, okay?”
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