On a sweaty, sticky night in the Bird's Nest, Bolt was out of the blocks quicker and opened up an unassailable lead over the first 100m before coming away down the straight and jabbing his thumbs at his chest as he crossed the line. His 19.55 seconds was the fastest in the world this year, his speed and peerless championship class too good for American Gatlin, whose 19.74 was well outside his season's best. Jamaican Bolt, who will also compete in the 4x100m relay, said: "It means a lot to me. "I'm happy to be a 10-time World Championships gold medallist, especially when people have been saying I would lose.…
Nikail Janet-Rose Francis is who I am. A young African-American by appearance but little does society know that the melanin in my skin represents more then just the "black community". Fortunately, my family has given me the privileged to witness successful, motivated, and accomplished individuals through their own actions. Becoming a doctor has been my aspiration since I was six years old and I asked my pediatrician "how can I be you?" Honestly, I did not originally want to attend the University of Florida.…
During Michigan winters I look forward to February, because it’s filled with celebration of my culture. Black History Month evokes a strong sense of pride. However, since entering high school every February has been a greater disappointment than the last as Black History Month was nothing more than a fleeting thought and a tokenized moment. Feburary of my junior year began without a single poster, announcement, or even small speech. So, I decided to lead a project to bring recognition.…
The first leg of the journey entailed leaving the home port and sailing to the African coast to pick up Africans who would be sold as slaves in the New World. The middle passage is the portion of the journey in which Africans were transported to the New World, particularly the Caribbean, “Hispaniola,” or the American South, the “barracoons of Florida.” The third part of the trip was the return to the home port.…
I have spent a lot of time exploring what it means to be black in America and to be a woman. With a journalism career spanning 17+ years as a writer and editor, I established myself as a trusted music historian, cultural critic and impenetrable voice of my generation. I have interviewed Aretha Franklin, Chaka Khan, Common and numerous others while examining Hip Hop as a sociopolitical movement along with analyzing contemporary black culture and urban life for The Chicago Defender, HipHopDX, Soul Train and numerous other media outlets. After many years of living my dream, I became disgruntled and decided to pursue my life long goal to earn my college degree. I returned to Harold Washington College in my beloved hometown of Chicago and went…
I would not be a proud black woman-- had I not attended Auburn University. I realize how ridiculous that sounds. I’ve always known I was black. But, I didn’t know what blackness meant to me before college. Being black has become synonymous with community.…
Experience: When I realized where my seat was I was a little angry. I was sitting in the front row (row A). When Mark Kendall (The Magic Negro first) appeared on stage, he was very warming and welcoming. This made me feel at ease and not so upset about being in the very front. His scenes were very clever.…
On June 3rd of this year, my father passed away, this was a very difficult moment in my life and many decisions had to be made on his behalf. Preceding my father death, my parents determined that it was important as the only child to be the Executor of his Estate in an effort to propel me into manhood and the realities of life. My parents’ decision regarding my role after my father’s death was programmed and classical because they knew this honor would instill the strength, courage and pride needed to survive in this world as a young African-American man. During this time, I learned the significance of properly planning, organizing and managing the history of a person‘s entire life; therefore, I am thankful to my parents for trusting me…
As a child raised in a predominantly African-American neighborhood, my initial encounter with people from other backgrounds occurred when the school district started bussing kids across the city to largely populated white schools. While this experience took us out of our neighborhood schools, it provided an opportunity to meet students from other races, ethnicities, and religions which were different from me. Interacting with kids from various backgrounds helped me to be more open to different perspectives and not to prejudge. Additionally, the church I grew up in was very strict.…
As a black christian teen in todays society I am already faced with challenges,stereotypes, and mis-judgements. To also add to that I'm a young lady. Those alone are enough for me to be over looked and disparaged. With all of these things already put on my back its up to me go above and beyond the already expected of me. Meaning I have to succeed not for just my family but for myself.…
I am a young African American women who will rise above society's standards through becoming educated,being informed and becoming more independent. Education is the key to many success if ‘’we don't learn than we don't grow’’ meaning you are not expanding your mind and learning ,maintaining information that we should. I will educate myself by learning and improving on my grammar. Expanding your grammar can help with communication skills. Communication is highly important if you want to become successful.…
“Are you alright, Aarushi?” My mom questioned, she was mortified when she saw me limping across the pale floor, crying to get to her. She briskly ran towards me, along with my dad trying to help me get to the nearest bench. I was crying, my right foot felt like hot, gushing lava, burning from the inside out, constructing everything to feel like a third degree burn. Suddenly, everything in the world turned black.…
In order to complete this assignment, I visited the Reginald F. Lewis Museum of Maryland African American History and Culture located on Pratt Street in Baltimore, Maryland. As noted by the museum’s name, the focus of the collections were on the experiences of African American people. I visited the permanent collection, which consists of exhibits about slavery, segregation, education, sports, music, performing arts, politics, community, and social adaptions. In addition to the permanent collection, I also visited the temporary exhibit titled “Sons” which held a series of photographs of African American men, each with a question that addresses the social stigma that they face. My brief interview was with a lovely woman who works at the front…
“When your music begins, you will be in competition mode.” I took a deep breath, it was showtime. I was introduced to the world of competitive dance in August of 2011 and ever since, dance has been the outlet for all of my emotions. I started off as a shy little girl who hid in the corner, barely extending her limbs as I attempted to mock those in front of me. As time elapsed, I persevered through challenging ten hour practices and the taunting of my peers.…
Dreaming of Miss America There are not many little girls who do not dream of being a princess. As a little girl, one of my favorite things to do was to watch Miss America with my mom. My mom would always say, “That could be you one day.” The pageant was so exciting because it was a night filled with upbeat music, glitzy costumes, and fun performances.…