in sixth grade, i'd arrive at school early to gather w/ friends at the quad until the advisory bell rang. cue the 3 second long bell, we would disperse to our respective classrooms, already anticipating the bell to signal lunch time. one day, as i was walking to advisory, a big eighth grader, one i vaguely knew thanks to his popularity, stopped me in my tracks, pulled his eyes back, yelled "chink" in my face, then laughed and ran away. i paused in my steps for several seconds before the warni...