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We ain’t what we could be… The Great Awakening 

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Vision: A time to overcome 
“My country ’tis of the sweet land of liberty of thee I sing”. 
Last evening the light of life was darkened for two brothers by their brothers without regard for life, liberty and family.

Last week the light of life for a seven year old little black girl was extinguished prematurely by a wayward assassin determined to kill simply based on hate.

“In the land where my fathers died…”

Last year More than too-many children, men, women, young professionals, College graduates, valedictorians and people with families were cowardly shot down in blood filled streets across America.

In the words of the old country preacher who said,

“We ain’t what we ought to be,
We ain’t what we want to be,
We ain’t what we’re going to be, but,
Thank God We ain’t what We was”.

… now is the time for Fathers, Mothers, Grandparents, community activist, governments and business leaders to once again bring the spirit of 1963 back to the forefront of society in the spirit unity that once resounded from shore to shining shore.

Now is the time to resurrect our national dignity  in a way that places love above hate and brotherly love over self.
“The rising tide of hate and ignorance must not define who we are”.
The March on Washington in 1963 saw a racially divided nation come together in an era of newfound universal brotherhood and sisterhood. Now the ELDERS (the last generation) must become the modern day griots to teach where we’ve been, who we are, and how to move forward.
Now is the time to remember the past as we light the path for future generations.
I am product of my southern heritage, with segregation, and unequal justice in a democratic society. I’m an educator…
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Vision with Education will determine successes tomorrow.
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We as a people overcame for a moment in time.
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On July 2, 1964, I was called in from the rocky sandlot field where black boys gathered to play baseball — adjacent to the white segregated Grade-A little league baseball field  all taxpayers supported — for the purpose of sitting with my Socratic-thinking Uncle Felix, a WWll veteran and community hero, to watch President Johnson sign the Civil Rights Act with Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. at his side. It was a time my Uncle Felix turned to me asking “Do you Understand the significance of what just happened”?

Although I was aware of The Southern Struggle for equality, I had not stopped to realize the big picture concerning the black position in America.

Nonetheless, a few days later 4 little black girls were killed while attending bible school and two young boys were killed by cowardly men who hid behind bushes to ambush them while walking the streets of Birmingham.

“We ain’t what we ought to be….”

But, “if we ain’t what we going to be” we must reconstruct who we are as brothers and sisters living in a nation founded on the principle of freedom and democracy.

We ain’t what we was, so let’s become what we are to be.
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           J. A. Dula
Elder, Educator, Survivor.
February is Black History Month: a time to reflect and rebuild.