I AM A BLACK WOMAN.
My parents are black, as well as my siblings, and extended relatives. I have full lips, a big nose, and a big butt. I can be loud and obnoxious. My sisters and I are often looked at as sad, mad, and bitter individuals. We are often sexualized in the media because of our natural curves but we are unique. Our skin tones depict every shade of brown and we are strong. My mama used to tell me that black women inherit the strength of all their ancestors and that is where our strength comes from. I can’t help but wonder, Who were my ancestors?
I have three black brothers. One plays basketball, one raps, and the other is in and out of jail. Together, they make up the stereotype of the black man. I live 20 minutes from the city of Chicago. Chicago has recently…
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