being the second Black family on the block. (I was born, but too young to remember the event).
Our neighbors had a 4 or 5 year old son that frequently came over to our house. One day he came over, clearly upset, and offered my mom the advice, "You had better hurry up and move because the {N-Word}s are coming! My dad told my mom that there are already a couple around here and it won't be long before they take over! And that would be just terrible!"
My mom, being my mom, played along and asked the child, "Why would that be so bad?"
The boy responded, "Because they're {N-Word}s! ... {Momma 1SBM}, What's a {N-word}?"
Momma 1SBM replied, "That's a very ugly name for a group of people. I hope you never meet any."
In a related story, my mom told ...
My mom had just got me home from the hospital, after I had a couple of day's stay at the hospital due to an unexplained fever. I was about 2 years old. One day, my slightly older sister (22 months) was on the floor playing with some blocks ... trying to stack them on top of each other, but each time, they would tumble over ... to which, she would loudly yell, "Sh!t!"
My mom says, she could believe her ears, since she rarely swore and never in front of my sister (I was 16 years old before I heard her swear). So she asked, Sister 1SBM where she heard that word?
It turned out, my dad was working on the washing machine and had rapped his knuckles on the metal frame a couple times, to which he let out that word. He wasn't really aware that my sister had heard him, but she clearly associated that word with being frustrated in a task.
My point in relating these two stories ... We must be aware of what we say around our kids, because you WILL hear it again.