This article is an open diary on what this month means to me. Enjoy!
What’s good y’all! Happy Black History Month! It’s been a while.
I apologize for the long absence, that’s on me.
I’ve been using the past few weeks to prepare for the new semester of school. Online learning hasn’t gotten the best of me, at least not yet.
Outside of school, I’ve been working part-time, learning how to drive, & spending time with family.
Now that we got the pleasantries out the way, I really hope you enjoy this piece.
As recently as last month, I knew I wanted to publish an article in February. But stupidly enough, I had no leads on what topic I’d be writing about.
I was oblivious to the fact that we’re currently in the year’s most prominent month, (after March, my birthday month) Black History Month.
In all honesty, I knew it was Black History Month. How couldn’t I?
These twenty-eight days are being celebrated across the country. You can turn on the TV, walk down the street, and see the world completely immersed in the celebration of these four weeks.
Everyone’s doing their part to commemorate this month.
And that’s amazing to see. Anything in regards to Black culture is dope. Why do you think other races enjoy it so much?
In all seriousness, being educated on the impactful leaders, influencers, and revolutionaries of the African American community has been rejuvenating.
Especially considering how 2020 played out.