Category Archives: African-American Literature

Watch “American Masters–August Wilson–The Ground on Which I Stand On”

Watch “The Piano Lesson” by Playwright August Wilson

Watch “Half Past Autumn: The Life and Work of Gordon Parks”

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Watch “August Wilson – ‘Poem for my grandfather'”

Watch “America’s Dream – The Boy Who Painted Christ Black”–based on Dr. John Henrik Clarke’s Short Story

Listen to “Old Man Buttermilk Drop Bars in Rap Battle” –Podcast

Watch “Half Past Autumn: The Life and Work of Gordon Parks”

Watch “Gil Scott-Heron Black Wax complete concert”

Message to The Black Youth—“Be A Star That Stands the Test of Time”—Part 1

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When I look into your eyes Black Youth, I see a gleam in them. You have your Youth, your energy, your belief that something great awaits you as you become adults. When you are young—you believe you will one day be somebody great. You watch comedy, sports, music videos, and many other things, and envision yourselves as being as as you see & hear.

Many of you want to be a singer, a rapper, a comedian, a fashion model, an actor, etc.

For years, you wait to cut a demo as a musician, or spend thousands of dollars on comp cards as a model, photo shoots, and modeling classes.

There are many superstars in school sports waiting for a football, volleyball, basketball, softball scholarship—and, most times not pushed toward academic excellence by coaches, parents, and teachers the same way.

When will black youth have a common goal or be presented with heroes and sheroes that did something great for us and loved us… people like Ida B. Wells, T. Thomas Fortune, Elijah Muhammad, W.E.B. Dubois, Mary McCleod Bethune, The Last Poets, Gil Scott-Heron, Lucy Laney, Mary Church Terrell, John Henrik Clarke, John G. Jackson, and the likes. Here are only a few of names of great people that loved us . What makes these giants so much more different than the ones our youth are given in Feburary during Black History Month—is they dedicated their entire lives to our rise as a people.

A lot of our ancestors mission for our betterment was almost a priesthood. In other words, we consumed their every waking thoughts. You need to know of them so you can be inspired to be somebody. Not somebody that will serve only to make our people more of a consumer by selling records, going to concerts, a sports game, movie to see you on the big screen.

When your dreams of being a singer, dancer, comedian, actor, athlete, fashion model, talk show host, etc…Don’t meet your expectations, where will you go from there? Will you still have your energy and belief you will be somebody?

Well, I am here to tell you now Beautiful Black Youth of Today & Tomorrow—a whole world awaits you.

You can be somebody. You can give the world a beautiful light to see. You have brilliant minds. That is the way God created you. You have talents hidden deep within you that are be explored and dug up like gold.

You, Beautiful Black Youth, can be somebody great—not only as a singer, fashion model, NBA Player, comedian, talk show host. You do not have to be an entertainer, made to make someone laugh, clap, make another dunk in a basketball goal, hit another homerun in baseball. You can be great even if you do not sing a hit song. Do not give up if you see these goals not coming your way.

You must continue the great legacy set for our people. Take all of your energy and study our Great Freedom Fighting Ancestors. There are so many great ones not given to you like Henry McNeil Turner, Ida B. Wells, Nzinga, Elijah Muhammad, Yaa Asantewaa, Granny Nanny, Harriet Tubman, Martin Delaney, and many others. When you study them, you will see how you can give your God-given talents to our people. That is a life long mission. It will make you “A Star in the Universe” that will shine forever.

Give the world the light within you.

KT
2/2/2005
10:00 am
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Pops, Me & My Sis Bout to Go Catch Some Fishes Out Dem Dare Ponds in Da Country

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Pops, Me & My Sis bout to go catch some fishes out dem dare ponds in da country.

When we comes back, we cleans em real good. Cut da fish headz off & guts em. You know. Throws da fish headz to da catz. Once we gets em cleaned up, we takes da fishes in da house. By den, daddy be done had dat grease real hot. And he gots dem grits cooking with cheese in it. Mustard & ketchup ready. You talkin bout some good eating. Man, you got to take ya shoes off & wiggle ya toes while you eat dat kinda Deep South Cooking.

Peep this…at night when it was hard seeing the fishing rod duck down when fish bit the bait–my father had a master plan for that. You know baby shoe bells. He used them. Tied them to the tip of the fishing rods, where the hole is, where the line go through. He tied the bell on the rod tip wt bread wrappers. We might be down a railroad track, checking lines tied to the tracks, trees, etc. Just lines & hooks wt bait. But we had other rods out too. When a fish hit them, the bells went off.

Sometimes, the fish bit the bait one after another or at the same time. It sounded like Christmas bells going off. DADDY WOULD SAY…”that’s what I’m talking bout….get ready lil fish, y’all getting fried up tonight….yes Sir Son, that’s what I’m talking bout.”

KT
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