Report, if you have a problem with this page“ My mom raised me as if there were no limitations on where I could go or what I could do. When I look back I realize she raised me like a white kid - not white culturally, but in the sense of believing that the world was my oyster, that I should speak up for myself, that my ideas and thoughts and decisions mattered. ”
Trevor Noah
From : Born a Crime: Stories From a South African Childhood
