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I wasn't really raised around any other culture but White in my home town. I heard a lot of racism from my mother. One day my daughter (I think she was around 10) brought home an African American friend. I felt a bit uncomfortable but didn't show it. I didn't like what I felt. It was like all my mothers rants were now raising their ugly heads. This young girl became my daughters best friend (20 yrs later they still are BFF's).