Nadeem L

I was about 4 years old. Being outside in our townhouse complex, I was called to play with two other boys. I feel like it was my first time outside the townhouse with two other people, but it's also my first memory, so who knows? They led me to see something 'neat' in the garbage dumpster. Once I had climbed high enough to see wha...t they were looking at, they each grabbed one of my legs, and threw me in the dumpster, closing it. I don't know how long I was in there. My sister Salima heard my cries, and opened up the top door and pulled me out. This earliest memory of mine was the first of many more encounters with bigots in my life.