Breaking Bread

Before I moved to the East Coast I never realized how much bigger being Black was. Here I am in California living my life surrounded by only African Americans. Once I settled in Brooklyn, New York and got mistaken for being Dominican, Puerto Rican, Trini and Panamanian I realized WOW there’s a lot more to […]

Before I moved to the East Coast I never realized how much bigger being Black was. Here I am in California living my life surrounded by only African Americans. Once I settled in Brooklyn, New York and got mistaken for being Dominican, Puerto Rican, Trini and Panamanian I realized WOW there’s a lot more to being Black. It was an exciting time for me pretty much going from neighborhood to neighborhood being spoken to in Spanish and French until I ruined it by opening my mouth.

I even remember a time when a woman who only spoke Spanish grabbed my arm because she didn’t know what train to get on to get to Washington Heights. The train station she usually walked down was closed and she never went to the next stop. I took her by the hand and walked her to the next train station  and she thanked me. At that moment I realized that I was part of a bigger family than just being a African American.

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1 comment

  1. Anarnia

    Seriously could not of described this black experience better myself!

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