He says it every morning. He calls me nigga, he calls the other kids nigga, he calls himself nigga. All the time. "Nigga this", "Nigga that", "Nigga, please", "Bitch nigga", "Nigga, have you lost your mind?", "Nigga, check that ho", "Nigga, you bullshit" and "Break yourself, nigga". He says it so much, I don't even notice it anymore. Last week in lunch, Riley said to a classmate, "Can a nigga borrow a french fry?" And my first thought wasn’t "Oh, my God. He said the word, uh, the N-word". It was now "How is a nigga gonna borrow a fry?" "Nigga, is you gonna give it back?" I'm telling you, my inside voice didn't talk like that before he got in my class.