The Only Time I Ever Saw the KKK

It left me with regret, sadness, and a different worldview

Christina Ward 🎄
Nov 3 · 3 min read
Image by Wendy Corniquet from Pixabay

A little Black girl, whose name I don’t remember, was sitting in the bus seat next to me. I was older than her, a young teen myself, and returning from a Girl Scout camping trip with the troop.

I don’t recall the camping trip or even what troop I was with but I do know that I did not…

Christina Ward 🎄

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