Something tells me that Black Americans have become some of the most racist people in the United States, thanks to the views they have of Africans in general, and the way anyone black is supposed to act. I’ve been looked down on because I don’t talk in Ebonics — and I don’t put on an obnoxious American accent either [I’m not hell-bent on giving up my Nigerian accent anytime soon, although some of my pronunciations have changed].
People from back home are even worse. I hear things like ‘How come you always stay by yourself? I understand you might not want to mix with the white guys but we’re all Africans. You need to go out with us’ or ‘The Africans are having a party today. Wanna come?’ Give me a break! Coming from the same continent as someone else doesn’t make you automatically friends or ‘brothers.’ Americans would deny they’re brothers with Mexicans, even though when you trace them back to Europe, Spain and the British Isles share the same continent.
I’m getting sick of this useless hating. I can’t pretend not to notice it, but I’ll do my best. Afterall, no be to […fill this in…] my papa send me come America.