When my kids were young our driveway was the local school bus stop. I used to keep boxes of chalk for the kids to use to draw pictures on the driveway while waiting for the bus. All this time I never knew I was racist.
You think that is bad, when one of my daughters lived in an apartment complex I felt bad for all the kids that would hang out in the common area with nothing to do. I bought a huge bucket of sidewalk chalk for them to use. I am a big time racist I guess. Not sure how that works since several of the kids I bought the chalk for were black. Somehow it must be though.