On kids hitting kids:
My daughter, adopted from China when she was 6 (now 8) was chatting with her mom about school in China. “One day this boy wouldn’t leave me alone. I finally hit him in the nose. Blood came out…a LOT of blood.”
On things kids says because they don’t know they’re supposed to be PC:
My second daughter, now 18, was about 4 when she rode the bus with her grandma, who rode every day. A friend, who was blind, got on at the next stop. Daughter, after being introduced, said something like “Look at that” while pointing out a window. After the blind person got off, grandma explained to daughter that she should have said what she was seeing instead of pointing, since the man couldn’t see. Daughter replied “Well, if he would take off those dark glasses, maybe he could see better!”
On police reporting:
My brother was a police officer in Southern California, on patrol with his partner. They stopped a suspect. When filling out the report, there was (this was 40 years ago or so) a field labled “Race” where he wrote PORT. His partner asked him what that was? His answer: Portuguese. He partner says “That’s not a race!” So my brother erases it and writes MEX. “Is that better?” And his partner, of course, answered “Yes.”
On referring to skin color, even absent malice:
On one of the adoption boards recently, a (seemingly harmless) adoptive mom posted that she loved to sing the Jesus Loves the Little Children song to her adopted Chinese daughter. Many of the regular posters came down on her like a ton of bricks. Racist was one of the nicer things she was called. VeryCoolSpouse was attempting to phrase a reply to her that was more gentle, but still let her know what the problem was. I suggested that perhaps this would be appropriate: “How can we expect to grow up in a world where our children are judged by the content of their character instead of the color of their skin, if we keep referring to the color of their skin?”
My point in all this: the rules for what to say and how to say it change all the time. People’s reactions are unpredictable. I sincerely hope your son was not injured, physically or emotionally. Perhaps he has learned a valuable lesson. (Not that I could say what that lesson might be.) I still make gaffes when speaking, and even when posting. This post may well turn out to be one of them.