Brandon

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Brandon

        June 1 1959. It was my first day of school and boy I was excited. I was a sophomore in middle school. I had to change schools because of the environment over there in Alabama. It got so bad where my own home was bombed and destroyed because of my father. His name was Wilson Johnson. He was a broad shouldered African American man with
dark brown eyes and huge black Afro. He was the best father a girl could ever have. I miss him. Me and him used to play almost every night while my mother watched and laughed. All three of  us would cuddle  in bed together until we had to move to a new city. I had to leave all my friends behind. None of them discriminated me for being mixed. Mixed you say? Yea I am.

  My mother is an American woman with blond hair, blue eyes,and bright red lips. She was my world. With out her, I would've never gotten into this school. I was so excited. For a 13yr old I was pretty mature for my age. Others would have been still acting like children but, I take my life seriously.

   "Brandon sweet heart, I want you to know that these kids here are not the same as the ones you had back home. They don't like certain people and it will be tough and just know that your daddy misses you every day and while he's at war, I know that he is thinking about you every day." My mother said to me in a calm, soothing voice.
"Don't worry mommy I'll be fine" I said happily with my pearly white teeth I brushed this morning.

Soon after I was ready to leave and go to school. Instead of seeing dirt and garbage, All I saw was clean streets and shining cars filled with blonde hair and blue or green eyed children inside each one. Me and my mom were walking to our grey Chevy until a woman with brown, short, curled hair rolled down her window and said," excuse me but ma'am, why is that negro child with you?" She said with hate . My mother stared at her for a long time until she spoke" this negro child, is my daughter ma'am. If there is a problem please say something now." She said with anger in her voice." Oh my" was all the woman could say and drove off quick with the boy in the back of the car waving at us. I waved back but my hand was then grabbed by my mother and I was quickly pulled into the car and we drove off.

"Uh mommy what was that? She didn't sound like she was happy to see me with you mommy." I said with worry in my voice."baby, some people don't see what we look like in the inside. They only see the color of our skin and judge us for what we look like. No one in the world is equal. And I hope one day that you will have a choice to do anything, no matter what or who you are." She said to me until we came to a sudden stop.

"Alright baby girl I hope you have wonderful day ok? Mommy loves you." She said to me. I took one last look at myself before I left the car. My white, button down shirt was ironed well, with my navy blue long skirt and my school girl shoes that the school provided for me was, shining bright and perfectly waxed. " I love you too mommy" I told her as I opened the door and getting ready for a new start.

At the door, two white women that looked like teachers, stood at the doors of the schools greeting everyone. " oh my she's black" one boy said."who is that? And her hair is crazy looking too". Another person said. I finally reached the doors and the two women then stood still looking at me with frowns on their faces." Um..excuse me but who are you?" One of the women said."oh my  name is Brandon Johnson ma"am nice to meet you".

I held my hand out to give the proper greeting but neither of them moved and I slowly pulled my hand back. I then began to feel nervous and sweat a bit." Well then I believe you must have the wrong school young..lady". The women said. " isn't this Elmore middle right ?" I said with worry. " yes it is but I don't think your supposed to be here. This must be a mistake". She then began chuckling. Then a tall skinny man with brown eyes came up to us and both women then began to drooling. " well look who it is little ms. Brandon how are you sweetie?" He said with a wide smile." I'm doing fine thank you mr. Summers."  The two women then frowned again a gave me a hard blank look."well then, I should show you to your class room. Shall we?" He said politely " thank you mr summers". After that, I knew that my first day in my new school was gonna be a rough one.

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