Origin Stories
At the school bus stop this morning, some boys were discussing origins. One, a first grader and a child of a recent East African immigrant, pointed out to another boy, also the child of a recent East African immigrant, that they’d both come from Africa. The second boy, H, sort of rolled his eyes, “I know I came from Africa.” The first boy, whose name I don’t know, so I’ll call him M, then turned to a third grader who is African-American and dark skinned and attempted a similar claim, which the third grader, T, denied. Before things got out …