Historical Black College Tour
The Memory I Wear
Watching TV, reading books, and looking at pictures cannot give you the full feeling of being present. You never know how big the Mississippi River is until you see it in person. You never know how people are affected by natural disasters or how it feels, until you walk into their environment. Most people don’t give time or thought to think about people on the other side of the country, or if things are really like what you read.
This being my first year on a historical black college tour was encouraging and rewarding. From Friday, March 21st – Friday, March 28, 2008 the Omega Boys and Girls Club’s Keystone program for young adults traveled down south to historical black colleges to experience being on a real college …show more content…
As time goes by generations stop thinking about what people suffered through and died for us to be where we are today. I was moved by being on historical college campuses that were once plantations, were at one time we were not able to get an education. I saw where a lot of grave sites and where bodies were held like Martin Luther King and his wife Corretta Scott and many others. Many of my peers and I never knew why everyone on the campus were so sensitive about people on the grass and making sure it looked nice. They kept the grass nice out of respect for some slaves who were buried on the campus because it was once a plantation. Walking pass the masters mansion I just wanted to go in and do what? I don’t even know. Anger rushed through me just knowing the man who lived in this house in front of me once owned a human being and he thought he was so much better than my kind of people as and African American that fact it me …show more content…
Some said I talked country, proper, white-washed and cute. I never realized there was so much more diversity in a black culture than just in Vallejo. Everywhere I went I made a new friend. We traveled down south and through my hotels I stayed at I met people from other states like New Jersey, Chicago, and other places, they treated me like a celebrity. Since they are so far away when they hear California they only see LA, “Hollywood”, and San Francisco and think we’re all gay from what they had seen on TV. They had never heard many of our music artists and danced very different. Just as they believed everything on TV so did I. Visiting New Orleans I didn’t expect to see anymore damage since the disaster Katrina was so long ago. I was there for only 1 night and saw enough to affect me for life. Entering the freeway I noticed hundreds of tents full of people still affected from the disaster, they named that part of town “Tent
Watching TV, reading books, and looking at pictures cannot give you the full feeling of being present. You never know how big the Mississippi River is until you see it in person. You never know how people are affected by natural disasters or how it feels, until you walk into their environment. Most people don’t give time or thought to think about people on the other side of the country, or if things are really like what you read.
This being my first year on a historical black college tour was encouraging and rewarding. From Friday, March 21st – Friday, March 28, 2008 the Omega Boys and Girls Club’s Keystone program for young adults traveled down south to historical black colleges to experience being on a real college …show more content…
As time goes by generations stop thinking about what people suffered through and died for us to be where we are today. I was moved by being on historical college campuses that were once plantations, were at one time we were not able to get an education. I saw where a lot of grave sites and where bodies were held like Martin Luther King and his wife Corretta Scott and many others. Many of my peers and I never knew why everyone on the campus were so sensitive about people on the grass and making sure it looked nice. They kept the grass nice out of respect for some slaves who were buried on the campus because it was once a plantation. Walking pass the masters mansion I just wanted to go in and do what? I don’t even know. Anger rushed through me just knowing the man who lived in this house in front of me once owned a human being and he thought he was so much better than my kind of people as and African American that fact it me …show more content…
Some said I talked country, proper, white-washed and cute. I never realized there was so much more diversity in a black culture than just in Vallejo. Everywhere I went I made a new friend. We traveled down south and through my hotels I stayed at I met people from other states like New Jersey, Chicago, and other places, they treated me like a celebrity. Since they are so far away when they hear California they only see LA, “Hollywood”, and San Francisco and think we’re all gay from what they had seen on TV. They had never heard many of our music artists and danced very different. Just as they believed everything on TV so did I. Visiting New Orleans I didn’t expect to see anymore damage since the disaster Katrina was so long ago. I was there for only 1 night and saw enough to affect me for life. Entering the freeway I noticed hundreds of tents full of people still affected from the disaster, they named that part of town “Tent