Marcus Garvey's Journey
"Up, you mighty race, accomplish what you will"(Marcus Garvey). Marcus Garvey didn't believe in integration. The dreams of integration will never be achieved. The whites will always believe that they're the superior race. He, along with my father, and eventually myself, enraptured ourselves with the thoughts of separatists. My parents and family made due with what we had but it all came to an end. I was put through pains in my childhood that no adolescent should ever have to see. I heard things, got called things, and experienced things I never should have. All before my 16th birthday. My traumatic experiences as a child, combined with the roots my parents planted in me developed into the backbone of my speeches, writings, and beliefs.
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It was never to hard for me or my family to move around because we were constantly moving. My father was a very opinionated man and some of his beliefs are deeply rooted within me. He was an avid preacher of Marcus Garveys black nationalist movement. Mr. Garvey called it the Back to Africa movement. Garvey called for African Americans to return to there home of Africa and completely separate from the whites. Because of his beliefs in Mr. Garveys movement, my father was not well received by the local whites. Our family had multiple threats and eventually, they burned the house my father built back to the cold, American soil. Devils. How could they just burn down my house? Our house? This watered the roots that my father laid within me. When I was just 6 years old, my brothers and I returned from school only to find Earl and Louise arguing about dinner. My father wanted rabbit, but eating rabbit, or pork for that matter, was against my mothers beliefs. Earl stormed out of the house as my mother tried to stop him. She told us later she had a vision of his impending …show more content…
I gave up the opportunity of continuing my education and living with my family to go live with my half-sister, Ella, in Boston, Massachusetts. She lived in the Harlem-esque neighborhood of Boston. I worked small little jobs in Boston. Shining shoes, waiting on tables, working on railroad cars, bus boy, anything to earn some dollars. The jobs never lasted long and eventually I got involved in gambling. The gambling led to the drug trade business and that led to drug addictions, theft and a life of crime. I actually organized a burglary ring, but it got busted. 10 years. The next 10 years of my life in a prison cell. These next years would prove to be the beginning of the end for me. (Encyclopedia
I go …show more content…
It was never to hard for me or my family to move around because we were constantly moving. My father was a very opinionated man and some of his beliefs are deeply rooted within me. He was an avid preacher of Marcus Garveys black nationalist movement. Mr. Garvey called it the Back to Africa movement. Garvey called for African Americans to return to there home of Africa and completely separate from the whites. Because of his beliefs in Mr. Garveys movement, my father was not well received by the local whites. Our family had multiple threats and eventually, they burned the house my father built back to the cold, American soil. Devils. How could they just burn down my house? Our house? This watered the roots that my father laid within me. When I was just 6 years old, my brothers and I returned from school only to find Earl and Louise arguing about dinner. My father wanted rabbit, but eating rabbit, or pork for that matter, was against my mothers beliefs. Earl stormed out of the house as my mother tried to stop him. She told us later she had a vision of his impending …show more content…
I gave up the opportunity of continuing my education and living with my family to go live with my half-sister, Ella, in Boston, Massachusetts. She lived in the Harlem-esque neighborhood of Boston. I worked small little jobs in Boston. Shining shoes, waiting on tables, working on railroad cars, bus boy, anything to earn some dollars. The jobs never lasted long and eventually I got involved in gambling. The gambling led to the drug trade business and that led to drug addictions, theft and a life of crime. I actually organized a burglary ring, but it got busted. 10 years. The next 10 years of my life in a prison cell. These next years would prove to be the beginning of the end for me. (Encyclopedia