I'm not the only kid who grew up this way, surrounded by people who used to say that rhyme about sticks and stones, as if broken bones hurt more than the names we got called, and we got called them all.
Nisam jedini klinac koji je ovako odrastao, okružen ljudima koji su spominjali onu rimu o drvlju i kamenju, kao da slomljene kosti bole više od imena kojima su nas zvali, a zvali su nas svima.