a little black girl was trick or treating aroud the neighboord qhe dressed up in a superhero costume but her face was painted white
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At that early age, I could see that something was very wrong
When he asked her why she said that her sister told her that there was no such thing as a Black superhero She was right
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When he turned on the television everyone was always white. Superman was White, Santa Claus was White . They even made Tarzan, king of the jungle in Africa, a White man. he noticed Miss amerca was always White, and the president living in the White house was White, too Nothing good reflected our image
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I was determinedto do somethings
he remembers when he was at that early age he could see that something was very wrong. He didn't understand it. He tought that his skin was beautiful, I was proud of the color of my complexion
but everthing black was considered bad, and undesirable. Like black cats bring bad luck. Devil's food cake was the dark cake, and angel food cake was the white cake. These may havebeen subtle messages but the effects were profound. Every day these messages shaped the images that he and other non white children had of themselves.
He didn't know how, but He knews that he was going to help his people. Somehow, he was going to make a difference in the world. The more injustice that he saw, the stonger his feelings grew. It made him feels that he was here for a reason he had to do something