Alright, I'm a little behind - it is the last day of Black History Month. Luckily, I had some Leap Year time to cover for me. I don't have anything profound to declare or any racial grudge to bear, just some reflections of the last 29 days.
I was always a BHM hater. I've thought of it as pandering to Blacks for not sharing our rich history in classrooms regularly. Not just Blacks mind you, but any other color than White and women. But as I've been looking through Black history for posts on my boss's website, I realize there is so much I haven't educated myself about. My bitterness had sown my own ignorance. I'm embarrassed that I let that happen and happy I have time to change it.
In my research of others' history, I found something out about myself. In the tiny Caribbean island of Barbados, I have an ancestor names Amaryllis who was a slave. She fell in love with a White man named Robert Collymore who himself owned slaves. He bought Amaryllis so he could be with her and upon his death, he left her everything he owned, including slaves and a lot of land. She became part of a unique power structure of free, wealthy women of color in that county. Amazing what you find when the cynical armor falls!
So, if you have time on this last day of Black History Month, do a little reading. Here's a good start.