Dec 13, 2018
6 min read
Love/Hate
Why I Won’t Hate Racist White Boys
Should I have spoken up when my teammates used that word?
Man, I was tired. Tired from running up and down soccer fields in Poughkeepsie like a madman, chasing boy after boy, ball after ball. I was 13, and it was my ability to run, paired with unrestrained aggression, that had earned me a spot on the team. But on that day —…
