My family is from the Caribbean and we emigrated to the states when I was eight years old. I hung on my mother’s every word of her upbringing and the work that her parents and grandparents did to survive. They may not all have been educated people but they had intelligence and a firm faith and that is what saw our family through good times and bad. What I remember from school about slavery would lead me to believe that African Americans couldn’t amount to anything because they knew nothing. As an adult I saw the reality that we weren’t uneducated, we were denied. Denied everything that a people needs to move forward as a society but here we are. Still standing. We have a strong resolve that will never die and we should never stop moving forward and learning. The only person who can stop me from moving forward is me if I choose not to work towards improving my life and that of those around me.