BLACK HISTORY MONTH !!

Black History Month has been celebrated in the UK ever October for over 30years. It was set up to commemorate and celebrate the achievements of the black community and to also uncover the hidden history about our communities -BHM Website.

I am very passionate about my culture and heritage and always defend it to the best of my ability. This is not very easy when you live in a society where people take you for granted and belittle you just because of the colour of your skin, where the only ideas that your friends and colleagues have of your so called country of birth is what they see in Oxfam Adverts and on CNN,where people think that all Africans live in huts and that Africa is country and not a continent!

Most of us have left our countries of birth in search of greener pastures but let us not forget who we are and where we come from.....be proud of who u are and where u from and no one can ever take that away from you.

I came across this poem by Wayne Visser( a South African Poet) during my first year when I was carrying out some research for my Media Studies assignment. Just thought i share it with u.

I AM AN AFRICAN........

I am an African Not because I was born there But because my heart beats with Africa’s

I am an African Not because my skin is black But because my mind is engaged by Africa
I am an African Not because I live on its soil But because my soul is at home in Africa

When Africa weeps for her children My cheeks are stained with tears

When Africa honours her elders My head is bowed in respect

When Africa mourns for her victims My hands are joined in prayer

When Africa celebrates her triumphs My feet are alive with dancing

I am an African For her blue skies take my breath away And my hope for the future is bright

I am an African For her people greet me as family And teach me the meaning of community

I am an African For her wildness quenches my spirit And brings me closer to the source of life When the music of Africa beats in the wind My blood pulses to its rhythm And I become the essence of music

When the colours of Africa dazzle in the sun My senses drink in its rainbow And I become the palette of nature

When the stories of Africa echo round the fire My feet walk in its pathways And I become the footprints of history

I am an African Because she is the cradle of our birth And nurtures an ancient wisdom

I am an African Because she lives in the world’s shadow And bursts with a radiant luminosity

I am an African Because she is the land of tomorrow And I recognise that her gifts as sacred

HAPPY BLACK HISTORY MONTH!!!