Im bored and when I am bored my mind tends to wander to many different areas. Well I was sitting here watching tv and one of the characters said the N word. I hate that word I think its the nastiest word on the planet. And I was just sitting here after hearing that word going you know so much of what we know we learn from out parents including hate. I had heard my parents use the word. But I was wondering why it is I find that word and way of life revoulting. How my children know nothing about racism. Rasism is a form of hate if not the worst form of hate in my eyes. Now my mind is sitting here pondering how I broke that cycle of hate? Without really knowing that I did. Any thoughts?
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