Killer Integration

In 6th grade in San Francisco, they bused us over Signal Hill to a different neighborhood with lots of black children. My first interaction with a black person? A boy who would push me off the bench during recess. It wasn't painful, just confusing. My adult friends assured me, saying that was probably his way of showing me he liked me. mercy.

Other than that, there was little interaction. I was accustomed to L.A. County schools where we had student dances, so I got permission to sponsor one. We all sat in a circle staring at each other. People encouraged me to get up and dance. I was too shy to lead the dance, so the teachers shut it down and took us back to class. I felt embarrassed and ashamed. I promised myself that if I was ever asked again, I would get up and dance... and that's how I became a lead promotional dancer for Reggae, Dancehall, and Hip Hop shows in Cali, Jamaica & Gambia.

The artists and people asked me to dance for them
If you didn't know, now you know.