February is Black History Month or as I’ve come to notice: Month-We-Whine-About-Slavery. As I attend various event this month, there have been strong emphasis on black slavery and the oppression blacks have faced over the years till now; the struggle of Dr. Luther, Malcolm X, Rosy Parks, etc. Yes this are all true and I wonder is that’s all there is to it, being black?
Yes, blacks are victims of racism and in America, blacks are wondering if the election of Obama puts us in a post-racial society–isn’t there more to the rich African-American history than the recent hundred years past? What happened to the Africanism before the ‘importing’ of blacks from their origin? Slavery is only a ‘bit’ of an overall goodness that the Afro-American has to share.
I’m thinking my excitement is because of my strong African roots. In one of my college classes (African-American Folklore), one Afro-American was presenting on the customary story-telling tradition of then African slaves–she has no idea! She even said she asked her mom and she advised her to just ‘lie’ to the class on the history because she has no idea either. I’m grieved.
The lost history is why the ‘nigger’ culture has stuck and is exploited in the American culture, and the blacks think they have a culture to hold onto–sagged pants, violence, failure (yes, the culture feels its fine to be a failure), and whatever it is the negative connotations attached to blacks. Maybe it’s not for me to say after all, I’m not Afro-American, I’m African.
I’m grieved. Africans even with the recent knowledge of their heritage are now turning Afro-American, killing off their rich culture. Maybe it because we have bought the lies that the white world have sold us: blacks are subservient: white good, black bad.
I’m hoping for that day when blacks will start seeing beyond slavery. Black History Month might have been established to have Afro-Americans reminisce the badtimes they had but then, its time we celebrate our ancestral power; the African spirit that has been lying low for too long.