A bitch day that I remember

And was because I was remembering that one person was racist, and today was doing something else outdoors. So something of the past, one day that person was complaining that cross his way, and he was saying for us about that, that the black made something dirty because put the hand, he passed so many time talking about that fact that I was thinking that something that probably took seconds was the day subject, a hole day, I was a child but I thought that who was racist passes the day with blacks in the brains all the time talking about them, and with sure during the night when dreams why would not be there with blacks, the person doesn't pass the day thinking in black people? So what is the matter (matéria, the constitutive matter) for the dreams even the erotics ones? My mother said that the hand is black because of the colour of the skin and not becasue was dirty, he got mad, so I was thinking if the blacks don't hold even what we eat how they gonna serve us the whites? Let them make these works I want the best job for me. Other time that the person return with the same racism I thought, because my mother taught me to listen the eldest, that was 3 hours listen about black people, if that person had conscious would say to me go study every hour of the day is important for a kid spent in study, I was thinking you are mad and you are trying to make me mad, the black is inside your head and gonna stay there, you don't gonna make the black got inside my head. In the other time that was the family together I think there came that racist spoilt the day talking very depreciative jokes about blacks because was that what he was doing he was talking so loud that everybody was mute listen to him, better was that one was gay and came to say that love be gay instead of talk jokes about racism.

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