Personal Narrative: I Am A Free African American

Remember a time when I first discovered that the world was stranger as I was a baby hearing noises and seeing objects for the very first time. As a child growing up I began to understand the use of the noise and the functions of the objects. I notice the world was strange by the different colors and patterns while looking outside. The world seems strange with the different races, height, and sizes of the different race. It 's seem strange that people of different races spoke and wrote in different languages.

Hello, I am Isabel Gardner and I deserve my freedom because of all the cruel and harsh treatments as well as . For starters I am the slave to the most ruthless human being on this planet. Also without me your revolt against Britain would have stopped dead due to the death of General Washington. Also, there are many documents that you yourselves have published talking about freedom and breaking away from your “master”.

I am an African American female whom is a descendent from the African Slave and a native American refugee. My culture runs deep in my veins and I am a product of the strength of my mother and father. While growing up I understood we were on the poverty line. My family lived in a small home with 3 bedrooms and occupied 7 people. I grew up in a small southeast Georgian town named Statesboro.

Cox (2009) explain the logic in the numbers by asserting that “African Americans are convicted more frequently than Caucasians and other races (making up fifty-nine percent of persons convicted of drug offenses), African Americans are subjected to the Federal Sentencing Guidelines more frequently. "(Cox, 2009, p.23) Wooldredge (2007) correlates social and economic disadvantages as being a driving factor minorities being an easy target for felony convictions. Wooldredge (2007) believes that Sentences are more severe for minority defendants from more social And economically disadvantaged areas within jurisdictions.(Wooldredge, 2007, p.239) Disenfranchisement of felons, especially African-Americans have brought with it a large growing concern

The theme of The Souls of Black Folk and the three articles is race. The articles that I will be discussing are, Color complex, Rock My Soul: Black People and Self-esteem by Bell Hooks, and, Post Black: How a Generation is Redefining African American Identity by Ytasha Womack. The summary of The Souls of Black Folk is an energetic and smooth self-portrayal of W. E. B. Du Bois. This book recounts the biography of an individual, W. E. B. Du Bois, and of a gathering of African Americans. During the time he spent telling his own personal history, Du Bois indicates how he is formed by his group 's story.

African American history is a corrective balance to the single story of American History because it exposes one to another side of history. It erases the concept that whites built America. African American history allows you to know that there is more to America than just what you learn in American History. It is not just white america because African Americans contributed a great deal to the development of america. A student who takes american history will began to believe that whites are the only people who contributed to the development of America.

While a large percentage of African Americans are infected by it,My family’s assimilation into white culture made it easier for me to be successful. I had resources that others did not have. In the fences troy grow up without going to school,this caused him to struggle when he left his dad. Trying to survive was extremely hard, this circumstances caused him to try harder to be successful. This also caused him to not let his son play football because he thought he couldn 't be successful while being african american in sports.

Maya Angelou once said, “Your ancestors took the lash, the branding iron, humiliations and oppression because one day they believed you would come along to flesh out the dream.” I am a black woman who isn’t tragically cursed by the color of my skin but privileged to to understand the trials of my ancestors. Within the works of Lorraine Hansberry, Zora Hurston, and Alice Walker, I have learned that as a black woman I must never let my creative mind go to waste because of the great oppression my ancestors have faced. Coming to Spelman has made me go through many challenges and has helped me to think outside of the box. With just reading the works of these creative black women and going in depth of these works has taught me lessons of how to appreciate my ancestry, to continue the dream, and never be afraid to take that jump with the knowledge that I am given.

I grew up in a small town in Mississippi in a neighborhood about a five-minute walk from the Mississippi River. I spent the majority of my younger years growing up within this southern bubble. This place that I still call home and my experiences here helped to create the person that I am today. In my neighborhood in Greenville, MS we didn’t have much to do but staying out of trouble was the motive. Even when thinking of the activities to do they were pretty limited but that’s what caused for us to become creative.

An African American is referred to as being a black American around the world. There are many African Americans who have made significant achievements and contributions to our society. Being an African American today has always been challenging and days pass by and we face not being able to succeed because of our skin color. African Americans have been fighting for equality since the birth of this nation, and the ways of mankind will continue on. However, known to many former President Barack Obama has reached all factors of being significant to the world's society.

African American Studies was a great experience. Has opened my eyes to my surrounding and the world around me. This course with Dr. Sheba Lo, was something out of me confront zone. I learned so many things from race to cultural to the importance aspect of African American. We are isolated to an environment that hide so much history that we all don’t think they are important to who we have become.

When I was younger I never felt out of place. I was at ease with the amount of love which spread across the faces of many black people (friends, family, coworkers etc.) my mother kept me around. As I was growing up all I'd seen were people who looked like me. Whether it was at school or just walking around our neighborhood.