FWEEDOM RIDER: The Secret Life of Kamala Harris. “I remember sitting in a large group at the coloring station. A few of the kids were talking about their mommies and daddies, but everyone went quiet when I started to cry. The teacher rushed over to see what was wrong. Honestly I didn’t even know. ‘She’ll be fine,’ the teacher assured my classmates. Suddenly it hit me. ‘Pwonouns,’ I blurted out between sobs. ‘Gin-doored pwonouns.’ My parents had to come pick me up. ‘What’s the matter?’ they asked, looking concerned. ‘Twans wives,’ I said, no longer crying. ‘Twans wives matter’.”

Hehâ„¢.