The house was over a hundred years old and was huge. The house was always full of people, music, wonderful foods, and lots of other beautiful things. I remember the trees, the honeysuckle, and the creek where I went swimming on hot days.
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My dad always flew an American flag in our front yard. The blue paint on our two-story house was perennially chipping; the fence, or the rail by the stairs, or the front door, existed in a perpetual state of disrepair, but that flag always flew pristine. Our corner lot, which had been redlined by the federal government, was along the river that divided the black side from the white side of our Iowa town.
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At Stanford University on Tuesday night, a black student enrolled at the institution stood up and denounced Black Lives Matter for several reasons — saying it is funded by white liberals and founded by three black lesbians and does not champion the need for strong black families with husbands and fathers as the role models. They want to keep me dependent. They put white liberal ideas — LGBT, women, non-binary, white feminism, all that Hillary Clinton stuff — put it in black face!
Most of this misunderstanding is rooted in the erroneous narrative of slavery published by white abolitionists who sought sympathy from their white readers. Formerly enslaved Black people could not tell their own stories without a stamp of approval from a white sponsor. As a result, there are known instances of narratives being edited or translated in ways that best suited the needs of the white publisher.