ROOTS: It Was Never About Slavery
Bedford Palmer

I feel you. No matter how intelligent you sound, no matter how much you try to conform to social norms, as a black woman, you are always told how much you aren’t “ as good as a white girl”. Your hair is not straight, you body is too big, you face is too “ethnic”, your attitude is too “aggressive”. your voice is too loud. And yet, we as black people are part of what helped build the America that everyon wants to come to. Doing family research, I found my fathers family have been in America for 326 years. Longer than the majority of whites who’s families were immigrants. My fathers family were free Africans from Angola and Native Americans. I only learned this in the last 20 years after doing my own research. Where was the information in my youth? Hidden. What prompted me to start the research? Roots. So I would know my own history and who my families Kunta Kinte was, Richard Yoconohawcon 1690, Lancaster, VA.

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