2.26.2009

Love Letter to "Blackness"

When did you first realize you were black?

Babies are born with such innocence that genius’ debate nurture vs. nature.

Sexuality is now being debated also, so when does a baby realize he or she is different from other babies?

If you are like myself , who grew up with lack of television and your whole world is black, when do you realize that there are other people in this world who look different?

My first time realizing that I was black came when my mother applied to become a permanent resident of the United States. The question related to our race and I wondered why that mattered; don’t get me wrong being black as a skin pigmentation was always of my knowledge but being black as a race came on that day.

Does your knowledge of race become prevalent the first time you encounter racism?

Being West Indian, black and white wasn’t a part of my training. When someone asked “what are you,” our first instinct was to say the Island we belonged to.

Now, when someone asked my sister, she says she is black.

What happened between us that I can relate to my culture where she resorts to her skin color? Black history month is an insult to me!

Being an Afro-Caribbean-American woman; this title to me means influences from every aspect of the title, I am insulted that the need to give our history a month is crazy. No other people have this, is this the only time it is acceptable to make children to learn about African-American history?

The idea that young African-American children live with today is that we have no culture or little culture may be linked to the fact that “our” history is celebrated on the shortest month of the year.

Giving our history a month is saying that we are different from everyone else. Black can sometimes be viewed as a hindrance, but to me it is the biggest part of my existence.

Love letter to "blackness"