This incident happened on Sunday, May 15th 2011 at a bus stop near Stratford in East London. I was waiting for a bus with my son Anthony when a black woman arrived pushing a baby buggy. There was an infant in the buggy. With her was also a teenage girl who looked about fifteen years old and a boy who was about four years old. At this point I have to mention that my son is mixed race and they were all pure black. I had just bought my son a few toys from Stratford and he was very pleased with himself. As soon as he saw the boy who looked about his age he immediately decided that he had to go to him and show off his toys. Anthony and I were standing a few metres away from the new arrivals, so Anthony left me to go and talk to the boy. From his demeanor I could tell that the boy was not comfortable playing with Anthony. He was one of those children who were told by their mother never to talk to strangers anywhere. Realising that the situation was becoming awkward for the boy I said "Anthony come here, what are you doing over there?" That was my first mistake, but I did not know it at the time. All I wanted to do was to stop my son from bothering the poor boy. Continue reading "The racist black woman"