My son's an awesome kid... and that's a little hard to fathom sometimes... because from his earliest years he'd bring to mind Grandma Honoragh saying: Ta an diabhal i agat (the devil is in you).
One day he came home and asked: "Dad, can Joscia live with us this summer. His mom's lost her home and he has no place to live." Sure, if you don't mind a roommate.
After he started high school, he began coming home late.
"What ya doin, son."
"Just doin' homework at study hall with my new friends."
"Great [miracle of miracle ... he's studying without being told]"
Later he matter of fact reveals his new friends are from Sudan, Eritrea and Cameroon, and the study hall is where they get help with their homework. My son's doing his homework and helping the African kids with theirs ... which ended up giving him an insight into how African kids view America.
"You don't like your president? He's better than the one we have in Sudan."
"Why'd we come to America. You have lots of food. There is no food in Eritrea."
"Zukifi, look! Those two girls are kissing! Don't they kill them when they do that in America?"
"Why do you Americans sleep with the dogs?"
One day a Black Lives Matters activist showed up at an African restaurant where one of the kids worked.
"Will you donate to Black Lives Matter."
"No."
"Why not? We have to defend our Black brothers and sisters."
"No... No ... No ... I am not Black. I am African."
