When I was a kid, sticks and stones may have broken my bones, but names would never have hurt me.
When I was a kid, we were color-blind.
When I was a kid, if I got in trouble at school, my ass was toast when I got home.
When I was a kid, if I misbehaved in public, some annoyed adult would scold me, and my parents would thank them.
When I was a kid, we could and did get hurt on the playground.
When I was a kid, we figured out how to get a game going, the teams, and the rules all without a single adult supervising.
There. I got that off my chest…Now get off my f*!king lawn!
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