My greatest challenge is to do what's right no matter what. In the Fifties, I went to an unsegregated school. The Black children in my school were interesting. I wanted to know one of the girls better. When it was time to change seats and sit with other girls, I asked the teacher if I could sit next to "Rosetta." She said yes. We sat together, but we talked too much. After a week, the teacher separated us. When I asked to sit next to her the boys called me a "Nigger lover." I had never heard that term, so I said, "I am not." I did not know about the battle concerning integration of schools. But I felt I should get to know the Black students better, no matter what other students called me.