When my parents separated, I went to live with my mother in Baltimore. My new school was a black hell. Every day my black “friends” would punch me, spit on me, slam me into lockers, grab my books and papers and throw them in the air and laugh while my schoolwork carried away by the wind, etc. It was so bad. that I just stopped attending. After missing more than 80 days of school, I got into serious trouble for chronic truancy. It was the greatest thing that could have happened! As a result, I was sent to live with my father in a white area and I started going to an all-white school, where I didn’t have any more problems. The day I left Maryland was the greatest day of my life. It is child abuse to let your white children attend black schools.