I Must Have Been Adopted

So my uncle is/was a public figure in a Texas city. He has been interviewed by local television for the last couple of years, months, and very often over the last couple of days.

The important point to remember is that he was not convicted.

Oh I kid. He's one of the most law-abiding (and remarkable) men that I know.

My cousin sent me a video clip from a recent television interview so I could watch an impressive interview with my dear Uncle. I got the email at the end of the school day and fired it up while the kiddos were supposed to be packing their backpacks, stacking the chairs, cleaning the floor. Basically, it wan an invitation to run amok while Miss Rose was watching TV.

It's amazing they're letting me keep my job.

So I'm watching the video clip and a smart girly comes over and says, "Whatcha doin' Miss Rose?" and I told her that I was "Watching my Uncle on TV. Look..." At that precise moment a black man was also in the video clip.

It is now a relative time for me to tell you that I'm not black. At all. Miss Rose = Super White Girl.

So the girly watching sees the man on the video clip and, without shock or confusion or hesitation, said, "Oh. The black one is your uncle."

It was a statement y'all. She didn't even ask. It was so clear in her head that my Uncle is, OF COURSE, a black man.

You learned everything you need to know in Kindergarten, folks.