'juste un autre Amricain'...a gift and a curse. And in a few months we'll find out if it's more of the former than the latter.
'juste un autre Amricain'
But alas, I'm an African-American!
I owe a few words of thanks to Brother Jesse for coining that term. It connected the black people in this country to the continent. More importantly, however, the term further extended my already extended family.
The word African-American, in its own way, made me an ally to the post civil rights struggle- a struggle that I inherited by virtue of my skin and the manner in which it colored my experience. It also gave me a great pride in my culture and a great appreciation of the beauty of my ancestors.
But it was the concept of justice and the hope that I might one day see it realized that brings me this very place today.
It's only fitting that the basis for my solidarity with the black American plight would be the basis for my solidarity with the African plight.
So as I ready myself to embark on the next leg of this journey, I've decided to share my experience.
J'espere que sa sera utile.