WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:05.190 align:middle line:90% 00:00:05.190 --> 00:00:06.090 align:middle line:90% "Colonialism." 00:00:06.090 --> 00:00:08.940 align:middle line:90% 00:00:08.940 --> 00:00:12.330 align:middle line:84% At intersections, I knew to look both ways 00:00:12.330 --> 00:00:15.240 align:middle line:84% as she had taught me, as she had known 00:00:15.240 --> 00:00:18.120 align:middle line:84% to look both ways at the port of arrival-- 00:00:18.120 --> 00:00:23.100 align:middle line:84% not to Ellis Island or to JFK, but to the white blanket 00:00:23.100 --> 00:00:27.690 align:middle line:84% of my father, then back to her mother, then away-- 00:00:27.690 --> 00:00:31.650 align:middle line:84% so that when the single summer we returned to the land 00:00:31.650 --> 00:00:34.350 align:middle line:84% she had left, and the four of us-- 00:00:34.350 --> 00:00:38.400 align:middle line:84% she, myself, my two tanned brothers-- 00:00:38.400 --> 00:00:41.850 align:middle line:84% stood below the open Casablanca sun, 00:00:41.850 --> 00:00:47.040 align:middle line:84% waiting on a thinly-grassed divider for a sliver to form 00:00:47.040 --> 00:00:51.600 align:middle line:84% within the traffic, the air smart and nearly visible 00:00:51.600 --> 00:00:54.090 align:middle line:84% as neighbor boys pointed down from windows-- 00:00:54.090 --> 00:00:58.890 align:middle line:84% "Mrikani, mrikani,"-- and I dashed through the exhaust 00:00:58.890 --> 00:01:00.090 align:middle line:90% of four lanes-- 00:01:00.090 --> 00:01:03.180 align:middle line:84% not exactly a highway, but still too wide 00:01:03.180 --> 00:01:07.370 align:middle line:84% to be crossing, and without a crosswalk no less. 00:01:07.370 --> 00:01:13.250 align:middle line:84% She rushed to the other side and slapped my backside hard-- 00:01:13.250 --> 00:01:15.350 align:middle line:90% "Elash, mon fils? 00:01:15.350 --> 00:01:19.990 align:middle line:90% Why would you do that to me?" 00:01:19.990 --> 00:01:23.000 align:middle line:90%