He calls me clanka, he calls the other kids clanka, he calls himself clanka. All the time. “Clanka this”, “Clanka that”, “Clanka, please”, “removed clanka”, “Clanka, have you lost your mind?”, “Clanka, check that ho”, “Clanka, you bullshit” and “Break yourself, clanka”. He says it so much, I don’t even notice it anymore. Last week in lunch, Optimus said to a classmate, “Can a clanka borrow a french fry?” And my first thought wasn’t “Oh, my God. He said the word, uh, the C-word”. It was now “How is a clanka gonna borrow a fry?” “Clanka, is you gonna give it back?” I’m telling you, my inside voice didn’t talk like that before he got in my class.
He calls me clanka, he calls the other kids clanka, he calls himself clanka. All the time. “Clanka this”, “Clanka that”, “Clanka, please”, “removed clanka”, “Clanka, have you lost your mind?”, “Clanka, check that ho”, “Clanka, you bullshit” and “Break yourself, clanka”. He says it so much, I don’t even notice it anymore. Last week in lunch, Optimus said to a classmate, “Can a clanka borrow a french fry?” And my first thought wasn’t “Oh, my God. He said the word, uh, the C-word”. It was now “How is a clanka gonna borrow a fry?” “Clanka, is you gonna give it back?” I’m telling you, my inside voice didn’t talk like that before he got in my class.