THE N WORD

The first time I was called the N word I reacted in a way that i shouldn't have.

My mother explained to me how important it was to remember my value, and never allow someone else

to define me with words. This was a way for them to control the minds by making us believe we are

something they wanted us to be. The only way that works is when you allow them in your mental.

I remember like it was yesterday. I walked into a school where I was in the G.A.T. E. Program.


This program was for the gifted. Needless to say not many people were there with my complexion.

While walking through the hallway with a teacher and a student guide, a group of kids were walking in
our direction one said “here comes another NIgger” I blacked out and assaulted the kid and was
arrested.

I was hearing my mother’s voice telling me that I needed to realize that she didn't name me that.

The importance of that was to understand  the undermining and and pinning us down with the slave

mentality will always be their mission. Have you ever sat down and read about where you come from?
If you haven’t- you should. There is so much information that is at the fingertips.
There is a time in your life when it will be important to understand the intricacies of your culture.

Being called a name that was given to us as slaves has found its way in out language.

Yes I am guilty of using it myself, but if I were forced to explain the difference it would be a simple result.

See when we started using it in songs, and in comedy etc. It softened the blow when others wanted
it to impact us in a negative way. The end result still needs work but hey- all things worth fighting for
comes with hard work.