Quote:
Originally Posted by The Reaper
Come on, Guy.
You know being black is a lifestyle choice.
You learned it growing up.
One day in Junior High, wham, you just felt different!  TR |
I remember, I DO remember!
"(Our hero, Navin, is sitting at the bottom of a staircase, looking like a bum.)
Navin Huh? I am not a bum, I'm a jerk. I once had wealth, power, and the love of a beautiful woman. Now I only have two things. My friends and... uh... my thermos. Huh? My story? O.k.
It was never for easy for me. I was born a poor black child. I remember the days sitting on the porch with my family singing and dancing, down in Mississippi. . . ."
Mother Feeling different again, huh?
Navin It's like I feel different. It's like I don't belong here.
Mother It's your birthday, and it's time you knew. Navin, you're not our natural born child.
Navin I'm not?
Mother You were left on our doorstep. But we raised you like you were one of us.
Navin You mean I'm going to stay this color? (Navin cries)
Mother Navin, I'd love you if you were the color of a baboons ass. (Navin and his mom hug. Taj walks in.)
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