He says it every morning. He calls me neighbour, he calls the other kids neighbour, he calls himself neighbour. All the time. Neighbour this, neighbour that, neighbour PLEASE. Bitch neighbour. Neighbour have you lost your mind? Neighbour check that ho. Neighbour, you bullshittin. Break yourself, neighbour. He says it so much I don’t even notice it anymore. Last week in lunch Riley says to a classmate, “Can a neighbour borrow a French fry?” My first thought wasn’t “Oh my God he said the word, t-the n-word!” It was “How is a neighbour gonna borrow a fry?, neighbour, is you gonna give it back?”