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Prejudice
Written for Briget’s Flame prompt but not submitted.
I grew up prejudiced, but in a peculiar way.
In a way, my grandmother taught me my peculiar prejudice without realizing she did so. While my grandfather handled his law practice brilliantly, and wielded his influence in the small town and county we lived in with considerable gusto, Grandma ran him, and he didn’t even know it. I knew that, and Momma knew it, even if Grandpa didn’t. So I grew up knowing for a fact that girls were better than boys, with the exception of my Dad. Still, Dad differed from other males, so in my mind he didn’t count.
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Written for Briget’s Flame prompt but not submitted.
I grew up prejudiced, but in a peculiar way.
In a way, my grandmother taught me my peculiar prejudice without realizing she did so. While my grandfather handled his law practice brilliantly, and wielded his influence in the small town and county we lived in with considerable gusto, Grandma ran him, and he didn’t even know it. I knew that, and Momma knew it, even if Grandpa didn’t. So I grew up knowing for a fact that girls were better than boys, with the exception of my Dad. Still, Dad differed from other males, so in my mind he didn’t count.
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