Encounters with racism?

My first lessons of racism came from my mother. I remember her telling me as a child to never kiss a black girl, and her reasoning was something about black people being greasier than white people. I heard a handful of other things like this growing up. Of course, I made friends with a few black kids in school, not really thinking anything of it.

Sometime in elementary school, we learned about Martin Luther King Jr. and slavery and such, and our teacher threw out some question like, "Would you do what he did?" And some kids immediately threw out answers, saying that black people and white people were no different, and it was wrong to keep them as slaves. At this point, I thought about why my mom would say those things about black people if they were teaching us in school that they weren't any different.

There really haven't been any instances of someone being racist towards me, however.

Jam it back in, in the dark.