Brian, when I got home tonight:
“Daddy, in our story tonight, the girl with the white skin could drink at the water fountain. The girl with the brown skin could not. That’s not fair.”
My own little civil rights activist!
Brian, when I got home tonight:
“Daddy, in our story tonight, the girl with the white skin could drink at the water fountain. The girl with the brown skin could not. That’s not fair.”
My own little civil rights activist!