by Kami Ashley
I recently received this video in a email from one of my cousins and I was originally not intending to open it, but I did anyways. Now I’m glad I did open it because almost everyday at my house and my uncles houses we have this same exact discussion.
Whether or not we want to be called African American and whether or not we have a choice in America. Somehow we always end up joking about this subject because it is a very serious and emotional one, and theres always one of us who says “Call Me What I Look Like”, which isn’t always best. Later on after we make a decision on what race we look like, we realize that no matter what we say, we are and always will be called and classified as African American. I am proud to be a Black American.
The point is America has given all people of the different shades of black and brown the name African American but not all people are descendants from Africa. I for one am a Black American Indian on both sides of my family. We’re even Black Frenchman. But since we all have dark skin we shall forever be called African American. Some days it matters to me and some days it doesn’t. It really matters to me when I fill out applications or register for classes or apply for scholarships because there is no option for Black American Indian.
But take a look at this video.
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