It shoulda been 3 years old when I went to Canada and the kids looked at me like I was some kinda alien but I didn't understand or pay it any mind. My awareness really came between 8-9 years old, I went to Ethiopia for the first time and was basically surrounded by nothing but black people after my misinformed parents made such a conscious effort to keep me around white kids, when I came back from my trip my 3rd grade class was in the middle of learning about Ghana and then boom they started tellin me about slaves and by the summer Ghana became an independent state.
Most transformative time period of my entire life, from then on I kept mostly black friends and veered more towards a more Afrocentric state of mind. By 10 I was listening to Pac heavy, by 16 I was reading the Autobiography of Malcolm X. It's strange tho, cuz this society has had different effects on first generation Americans with defined African roots. Some go in that white direction like I was in my early childhood, some others keep it black, which has its positives and negatives when it comes to this society.
Most transformative time period of my entire life, from then on I kept mostly black friends and veered more towards a more Afrocentric state of mind. By 10 I was listening to Pac heavy, by 16 I was reading the Autobiography of Malcolm X. It's strange tho, cuz this society has had different effects on first generation Americans with defined African roots. Some go in that white direction like I was in my early childhood, some others keep it black, which has its positives and negatives when it comes to this society.
not exactly role models everywhere.



i was in this "black history bowl" shyt when i transferred to my mom's school so that had an influence too.
... i doubt you could ever say that now, but to this day that remains probably the biggest insult you could ever say to me... that i'm talking/acting/being "white". long as i can remember i've been PROUD to be black
never seen myself as anything but

