Waffles on Wednesday

My name is Junie B. Jones. The B stands for Beatrice. Except I don’t like Beatrice. I just like B and that’s all.

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My childhood.

I still have a few of those books!

(Source: nicki-andretti, via abcdtee)

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There is a way in which American, and white, and human beings become synonyms. That’s why we can’t just treat each other as human beings, to me, when I hear it from a white person, [it] means why can’t we all pretend to be white. I’ll pretend you’re a white person and then you can pretend to be a white person. Why don’t you eat what I eat? Why don’t you drink what I drink? Why don’t you think like I think? Why don’t you feel like I feel? God damn it; I’m so God damn sick and tired of hearing about that! I’m sick of that, that what it means to be a human being. To me, that what is means to be white, what it means to be American! Why don’t you know that I can’t come over there, you know that this skin and this hair, and that this way that I think and feel will never get included, because I’m unpalatable to this God damn nation! I’m unpalatable, you can now swallow me, you cannot taste me! You think that you can survive without me, but you can’t, man. And you think it will be fine when we treat each other like human beings, and what that says to me is don’t be yourself, be like me, keep me comfortable, connect, come out to my place, or maybe I’ll come down to your place and get some artifacts from your place…. that is bullshit! And when you say your ethnicity is American, there is no American ethnicity. You had to throw away your ethnicity to become an American, that’s what it means… You give up who you are to become American. Ad you can pretend that it’s okay, because you’re white. When we give who we are to become American we know we’re dying from it; you’re dying from it, too, but you don’t know it necessarily… You know, I’m not going to trust you until you are willing to be changed and affect by my experience and transformed by my experience as I am every day by yours. I’m always dealing with you; I’m always dealing with you…You don’t deal with him [pointing at another man of color], you don’t deal with me, maybe you had some opportunity to deal with some Latinos, but we always deal with you, baby, always, ever day!

- Victor, Color of Fear