Personal Narrative: I M Not A Black?
It was a beautiful day in April, 1963, and in a store downtown there was an argument going on.
“I’m not a black I tell you, I’m not a black.” shouted a young women to the manager. “The laws states that that 1/16 blacks are un-separate to white men and I happen to be that exact mix of races.”
“I don’t care about any of that junk,” shouted the manager back “ No partial nigger is gonna shop in my store this year!”
The woman walked out of the store and started back to her home after the argument broke off. She was a short woman, dark hair and piercing eyes. She had a faint bit of darkness in her skin that some almost mistook her as a everyday white. Alot also saw through that and suggested that she was a full black. But few took her as an recently 1/16 black and a state protected person. …show more content…
As they approached a cafe, a man in the front signaled to the others and they walked in. The woman was curious about these people and walked to the window of cafe.
When she peeked inside, she saw all of them sit down at the bar. The person who had signaled the other in said something. A waitress hurried over and then stopped. She said something to the people with flared nostrils and glaring eyes. The signaler calmly said something back. After he had said that, the waitress walked to a different room. When she returned, there were two burly white men with her, and they went straight to the man who had talked and one grabbed his arms while the other started giving blows to the man.
After this had happened for a little bit, the people started moving out of cafe. Though the signaler was beaten up terribly when they left the cafe, the people looked at each other with a sense of accomplishment in their eyes. The woman was confused by this and decided to talk to the to the
“I’m not a black I tell you, I’m not a black.” shouted a young women to the manager. “The laws states that that 1/16 blacks are un-separate to white men and I happen to be that exact mix of races.”
“I don’t care about any of that junk,” shouted the manager back “ No partial nigger is gonna shop in my store this year!”
The woman walked out of the store and started back to her home after the argument broke off. She was a short woman, dark hair and piercing eyes. She had a faint bit of darkness in her skin that some almost mistook her as a everyday white. Alot also saw through that and suggested that she was a full black. But few took her as an recently 1/16 black and a state protected person. …show more content…
As they approached a cafe, a man in the front signaled to the others and they walked in. The woman was curious about these people and walked to the window of cafe.
When she peeked inside, she saw all of them sit down at the bar. The person who had signaled the other in said something. A waitress hurried over and then stopped. She said something to the people with flared nostrils and glaring eyes. The signaler calmly said something back. After he had said that, the waitress walked to a different room. When she returned, there were two burly white men with her, and they went straight to the man who had talked and one grabbed his arms while the other started giving blows to the man.
After this had happened for a little bit, the people started moving out of cafe. Though the signaler was beaten up terribly when they left the cafe, the people looked at each other with a sense of accomplishment in their eyes. The woman was confused by this and decided to talk to the to the