Stuff I used to believe

When I was a kid, I got the colors yellow and orange confused all the time, because yellow cabs are actually *orange* and I would read the name “yellow” and think that was the color. No I didn’t learn colors late, I learned to read early.
Also, I remember my grandma talking with my mom about black people, and I was so confused, because I knew brown people, but I didn’t know anyone who actually was black.

Posted in Anecdotes, Journal

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