Feelin' For The Little Black Girl

Eating lunch at Subway when the black girl (about age 9) approached. She wanted to know if I wanted to buy a pencil to support gymnastics team. So, I started asking questions. What school? What team? She really couldn't answer. Lori the Manager came over, and gently asked her to leave. No pencil purchase was made. A minute, later, her entire family trudged past the restaurant: defeated looking dad and mom, pulling a red wagon carrying even smaller kids down the sidewalk, with other kids walking along.