***I can relate to this. My kids attend heavily black schools with a smaller group of Asians.***
I can relate but for a different reason. I went to Intermountain Rockies schools with Latinos, blacks, Navajos and lots of white oilfield kids. We mostly got along well as we were all in it together.
Then my dad pulled us out and we ended up in the 1950s Ozarks. Talk about culture shock!
Most of the kids (all white) in class were kin to everyone else. Most were dirt poor. Those with money lorded it over the others. Some had never been more than 25 miles away from home. They all looked at us as if we had our hand in their pocket.
Needless to say, we found ourselves at the bottom of the social structure.
When Little Rock schools blew up we learned a new word we had never known. Segregation. We could not comprehend it.
When we went back to the oil fields we found ourselves again accepted in all the schools.
Then back to the Ozarks where we ended up at the bottom again.
Unfortunately I am still here.
Hey, don’t forget me! I’ll be your friend. ;)