I'm going to start with another person whom is embedded in my mind since elementary school. No other than Benjamin Banneker. Now his name is pretty popular. You may have heard of high schools and subsidized housing projects named after him but that's not enough to know.
Banneker was born in 1731 so it was still slave times and despite that he was making history. Not Just history for African Americans - but for the world. Banneker was a mathematician and astronomer, mind you that this was well before computers and calculators and such. Its said that he constructed a working wooden clock, the first of its kind, that operated for 50 something odd years. Also, near the age of 60, he made ephemeris', which are astronomical tables that tell when the next lunar and solar eclipses is, and things of the like, will occur. With Banneker being from such a long time ago there are many variations to his life story but the claim of his intelligence rings loud from any version.
Henson wrote a book about reaching the north pole and his other explorations but did not receive proper notoriety until after his death.
The first Female American to become a self made millionaire, Madam C.J. Walker, born Sarah Breedlove. Her claim to fame was the manufacturing company she founded that made hair and beauty products for black women.
Rather than just go over her biography I just want to make a few notes. I'm shocked that this is not a person that is popular in black history. This woman went from working in the cotton fields in in the late 1800's to becoming a millionaire.
I mean, were would we be without the hot comb?
But I don't know, that just seems really awesome to me.
and with that said...
Dream Variations
by Langston Hughes
by Langston Hughes
To fling my arms wide
In some place of the sun,
To whirl and to dance
Till the white day is done.
Then rest at cool evening
Beneath a tall tree
While night comes on gently,
Dark like me-
That is my dream!
To fling my arms wide
In the face of the sun,
Dance! Whirl! Whirl!
Till the quick day is done.
Rest at pale evening...
A tall, slim tree...
Night coming tenderly
Black like me.
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