Sunday 1 November 2020

2020, Black History Month

2020 October, a busy month on all accounts - home (new academic year), world (new academic year), world (new COVID measures). 

Black History Month for me is about learning and connecting to share. This year I learned about Lorraine Hansberry, the inspiration for the song YOUNG, GIFTED AND BLACK. She was born in 1930, was a Taurus like me and her favourite book was "Strange Fruit" by Lillian Smith, which deals with inter-racial relationships, something I know a little about too.

She was also an activist, actor and writer. She wrote "Raisin in the sun" the 1st drama by a black woman to be produced on Broadway (1959). The play’s messages are to never let go of a dream and the importance of a support network, which for many is the family. The play’s title came from a Langston Hughes poem:

What happens to a dream deferred? (1951)

Does it dry up

like a raisin in the sun?

Or fester like a sore—

And then run?

Does it stink like rotten meat?

Or crust and sugar over—

like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags

like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

The song “Young, Gifted and Black” ended up being used as a civil rights anthem. It’s like the passing of a baton to keep the fight and dream alive. 

For more on Lorraine, read “Looking for Lorraine” by Imani Perry. The book talks about her involvement with the feminist and LGBT movements as well as with the anti-colonialism.

Young, Gifted and Black


Young, gifted and black

Oh what a lovely precious dream

To be young, gifted and black

Open your heart to what I mean


In the whole world you know

There's a million boys and girls

Who are young, gifted and black

And that's a fact


You are young, gifted and black

We must begin to tell our young

There's a world waiting for you

Yours is a quest that's just begun


When you're feeling really low

Yeah, there's a great truth that you should know

When you're young, gifted and black

Your soul's intact


How to be young, gifted and black

Oh how I long to know the truth

There are times when I look back

And I am haunted by my youth


Oh but my joy of today

Is that we can all be proud to say

To be young, gifted and black

Is where it's at

Is where it's at

Is where it's at

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