Alright guys, I know it's Pride Month, but let's go take a small break to talk about Juneteenth.
This is the day the we celebrate for the end of slavery. And no, I'm not talking about the Emancipation Proclamation, or all that. I'm talking about the day everyone was released. Juneteenth marks the day that the last slave was free.
I am an African American young Lady, who had no idea about this. I thought, up until now, Juneteenth was just extra black history month. I was incorrect. I don't know my heritage. It had to take a YouTube search for me to truly understand it's meaning and I still don't.
Europeans, they took everything from there slaves. Their culture, their heritage, their names. They took the way of life for the Africans, and changed it. Not only was it changed for the slaves, it was changed for any future generations. How many African American people, actually know the true meaning of Juneteenth.
To me, my heritage, my culture, is apart of who I am. I am still figuring that out. If I don't know who my people were, how am I supposed to figure out who I am. So yeah, I am a little ticked off. I deserve to know my heritage, and Europeans had no right to take that away from me.
I don't blame Europeans today for things like this. They aren't to be blamed. But what I do think is that this Juneteenth, we should all take a moment for our heritage. We should all take a minute and actually figure out what the barbecues, and the parades are for.
