Halloween was a few days away, and I sat at the front of a circle created by 20 brown and 2 white faces. The children were excited and jabbered about their plans to Trick-or-Treat. As I listened to what they planned to dress as, my ears perked up when a young man with crimson hair innocently exclaimed, “My dad said we can go to lots of houses, but not our neighbors. They’re a bunch of Mexicans.” Before I could address the statement, the circle of Hispanic faces agreed with him and said they couldn’t go to Mexican houses, either.
- Dear God, forgive us for what we say to our children.
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