There is such non-stop silliness happening in our current society that I wanted to retreat to a simpler time of writing. Back in the days of in-person school when the children first got back from their vacation they had to share—in essay form--with their teacher and classmates what they had experienced (and hopefully learned) during their time off.
Of course, with much of society growling and snapping at each other like the counselors and the waiters from the classic tune “Hello Mudd
Being Black is LIT and can't nobody tell me different. Being proud isn't equal to hate. Being proud means we recognize our interwoven common threads of shared experiences and our history of overcoming. Despite the oppression and aggression we face as people on a daily basis, still we rise.
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