The Story Hour librarian reading “Little Black Sambo”. Her white fingers hold up the little book about a shoebutton-faced little boy with big red lips and many pigtails and a hatful of butter. I remember the pictures hurting me and my thinking again there must be something wrong with me because everybody else is laughing and besides the library downtown has given this little book a special prize, the library lady tells us.

SO WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU, ANYWAY? DON’T BE SO *SENSITIVE*! -- Audre Lorde from the essay “Eye to Eye” in Sister Outsider