One time there was a small child named Joko who happened to be black while his parents
white, because he felt different and his curiosity he tried to dare to ask
to his mother
Joko: Mama, isn't the mama's child really?
Mama: Yes, it's mama's child, whose child is it. Why do you ask, kid? (mother tries to find out why does his child ask like that)
Joko: The problem is mama's skin is white, but the joko skin is black. Why does mama give birth to me
black skin? (Joko keeps asking)
Mama: It's okay (Trying to answer briefly so you won't be asked again)
Joko: Why are you ma? Joko asked, still curious
Mama: If you are white, then it's easy to get dirty, kid,
Joko: # @ # @ # @ # @ #
* Being a mother must have many ideas to answer unexpected children's questions, so that her child is grateful and accepts her shortcomings
white, because he felt different and his curiosity he tried to dare to ask
to his mother
Joko: Mama, isn't the mama's child really?
Mama: Yes, it's mama's child, whose child is it. Why do you ask, kid? (mother tries to find out why does his child ask like that)
Joko: The problem is mama's skin is white, but the joko skin is black. Why does mama give birth to me
black skin? (Joko keeps asking)
Mama: It's okay (Trying to answer briefly so you won't be asked again)
Joko: Why are you ma? Joko asked, still curious
Mama: If you are white, then it's easy to get dirty, kid,
Joko: # @ # @ # @ # @ #
* Being a mother must have many ideas to answer unexpected children's questions, so that her child is grateful and accepts her shortcomings
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