“This is racist,” my son says.
I look over to see what he’s talking about. He’s sitting on the sofa doing math homework.
“What’s racist?” I ask. “The math book?”
“Yeah. They have answers in the back for problem 9 and problem 13, but not problem 11. Because I’m a Mexican.”
“You’re a Mexican?!”
“I’m a mixed kid,” he corrects me. His mom is Asian.
“You think the white kids’ book has the answer to number 11?”
“Yup. The Asian kids’ book has got all the answers.”
“Dude, check this out. Jackson collected s seashells. Petra and Tyrone collected 13 less than twice s. Now here’s the stupid part: I have to figure out how many seashells each person collected! COME ON! And the racist book doesn’t have the answers!”
I say, “Jackson’s pretty lame if a girl collected more than he did.”
“He’s pathetic!”