similar thing happened to me as 9yr old.Got called a a whole bunch of racial slurs during afternoon break at the school playground after i made white boy look stupid during a game of soccer.As per directed by my moms and brothers i smacked the earth,wind and fire(rip Maurice White) out of him and got called into the pricipals office and he was talking about you should apologise otherwise you are going to be suspended.I told my side of the story and he was not tryning to hear it because that white boy was giving a Oscar worthy performance,crying like a girl and shyt.I refused to apologise and said i was going home,he tried to block me from leaving his office and i said i was coming back to school with my moms and my brothers.There where only three black families in the whole town(real talk) so he knew who my brothers were and i had three more living about 30 minutes away.He let me go and said he was going to call my mother.My mom showed up about 15 min after that with two of my brothers and two of my sisters,vaseline on eyebrows type ish.I already worshipped my moms but after what i saw that day she was like Jezus,Malcolm,Ali rolled into one.My moms came in the office,he tried to shake my moms hand and she slapped his hand away and gave him a sermon for the ages,my brothers were hyping my moms up and at the same time stopping my sisters from attacking him.I felt loved,protected and a genuine bad ass.He apologised about twenty times and said he was wrong for not listening to me and how much racial slurs can hurt blah blah..my moms left him with a warning that if i ever came home with another story like this one she would call up every family member she could and tear shyt up correctly,and that went for the lil clan member too because we knew where he lived..my mom could do no wrong in my eyes even if she whooped me for dumb kid shyt i still respected her gangsta.