Too Black, Too White?
Being an 18 year old, African American and White, woman in America has been a rude awakening. Throughout school I was taught the bare minimun on black culture and for that I was dissappointed in my public education. This empowered me to take an African American based study course in college. Throughout my course so far I have realized that opperssion falls on both sides of the spectrum and because of this I was torn in my identity. I will proudly and unapologetically identify as black and white, which led to a whole new set of problems, whose more important? Which identity will allow me to be most successful? Am I too white to fit in with the African American people or too African American to fit in with the Caucasion people? Throughout my journey these past two weeks I was enraged with an opnion and and voice I wanted to be heard on the spectrum of this error in society. Society has fallen short on the scale of intersectionality on both the African American and Caucasion side, different yet still, a problem. Identifying as African American, I have witnessed first hand there is a lot about my culture I have yet to learn and that this does need to be more integrated in an institutional setting. I strongly believe that our 45th President, Donald Trump, needs to address Charlottesville for what it is, a white supremacy outrage. On the other hand, I do not believe all white people are racist, and have no problem with them at all in fact. Being a white supremacist is a mentality, something that has been taught, it is a decision and fully in your control. Being raised by two white people I quickly realized I did not fit into this “norm” of society. I was raised in a household where my parents adored me, my culture and fully embraced my background, encouraging me to be my own. Their parenting is best described as watering a plant, I was the seed, already born into my own, they were there to guide, protect and provide the nutrients for my growth the best they could. Them being white did not force me to become “White washed” or to deny my African American culture, in fact it helped me embrace it. Often times my family and I are looked at funny because we clearly do not fit the “norm” because of this they have faced their own type of discrimination and judgement. I soon realized that there was a huge difference in those who have to parent and those who chose to be parents. My parents choosing to become my parents and adopting me into their lives has given me numerous opportunities, excessive love, and support all across the board. My parents have pushed me to dive into my culture on both my African American and Caucasian side, arms wide open. Diving into this knowledge on my own, the biggest thing I have taken away is that, we as African Americans need to be careful when we say things like, “We hate white people” or “they don’t understand our struggles” we must be careful to not discriminate because we have been discriminated against. I am who I am because you are who you are, both African American and Caucasian, I unapologetically identify as both. Indulging in all types of different problems and oppression I am intrigued to be a part of the solution in this society. That being said, the more educated people are, the more they understand the more open minded people become, so within that I am here to educate on my struggles as an African American and Caucasian woman in America in 2017.