An Origin Called Black History

An Origin Called Black History

An Origin Called Black History

Since the dawn of mankind people have always adored their grandparents. There are those of us that would agree, it’s like the single most and greatest sense of love and power that any human could ever imagine. This is not to say that we do not love our mothers. Yet, grandparents are a never-ending source of comfort and support. The same is true for Black History because our grandparents are Black History. Behind those big beautiful brown eyes is a depot of toughness and strength that has realized a dream walk down the yellow brick road. They have envisioned this walk from the mud houses of Mississippi to the black iron gates of the White House.

Coming of age in a place and time where there are more obstacles than advantages, we as African Americans will be wise to seek knowledge and advice of all elders, not just our kin. It was love when the late great Dr. M.L. King, Jr. quoted; “It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment and to underestimate the determination of the Negro”. It was love that spoke from his lips ”I have a dream that the state of Alabama, whose governor’s lips are presently dripping with the words of interposition and nullification, will be transformed into a situation where little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands and walk together as sisters and brothers”.

It was not so long ago a necessity created such heroes. It hasn’t changed so much that heroes are no longer necessary. Yet, more rather lacking the love it takes to call upon the God-given courage to rise against forces of injustice. It was love when Harriet Ross aka Harriet Tubman, time and time again made successful visits to Maryland on the Under Ground Rail Road and would be absent for weeks. She risked it all while preparing herself and many passengers to face evil. She even threatened the life of anyone among her party that dared to speak of giving up or going back. The times were critical and therefore she implemented a zero tolerance for a weakness of any kind with a blunt, but positive manner.

It was extreme love calling for extreme measures that empower ordinary people to create such historical events. Black history is made when love is allowed to embrace complexities far greater than self. This is the blood of our ancestral birth and the ability to give and receive love is our divine gift. Without these simplest of trials becomes the source of tribulation and as one suffers we are all held accountable. It is our duty as, African Americans to stand by, inspire and support our brothers and sisters for the greater good of all mankind. Upon these times history is made.


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