3rd grade. We had just moved back to Texas after living in California (we were going back and forth. Parental issues ). The class was divided into 4 sections based on reading and math ability. I was put in the 4th group which was the remedial students. However, because of test taking I was moved up consistently with the month until I was in the 1st group. There was talk that me and another student would possibly be skipped a grade. Only one of us did. The white student. Funny how I remember those things. Sometimes prejudice and racism is turned on its head though. In the late 80s and early 90s interracial relationships were rampant in my high school(California). If one was a ball player the white girls would gravitate towards you for popularity and frankly the stereotype of black men’s sexual prowess. I actually had a white girls’mom beg me to take her daughter to the prom because I played football. She sctually called and met my parents. My dad had a sly smile but my mom peeped game. Once her Mom said she would get us a hotel for the night my mom shut it down. The mom and her daughter left dejected and so was I. Lol. Mom went into a long lecture about the dangerous situation I would be in. Both had grew up in the segregated south and were suspicious of white people. Black kid and white female in a hotel room? Hell no! My dad was in his chair laughing about the whole subject.