when i was a kid i was the only black boy in school.
when in history class we talked about slavery it was the most uncomfortable thing ever.
now in history class when people talk about barack obama’s life story i can only imagine how the one black kid in school beams with pride.
when i was a kid i didnt even imagine that such a thing would happen in my lifetime. why? well because there werent even very many blacks on tv.
there were so few that Jet magazine used to list them all on the second to last page of their tiny weekly.
sure there were blacks on tv in sports, but they werent managers or head coaches. it took a while to see them as news anchors.
but a big time politician? let alone the president of the most powerful country in the world? impossible.
the cubs had a better chance of winning it all than that.
politics aside, policies aside… when i look at pictures of barack obama, i feel differently with him than i have any other president before him
because when i see him, i see the result of millions of americans who all stopped thinking that it was impossible. i see the representative of a nation who one day said ideas and the ability to make those ideas come true is what we are about, not the color of our skin or the color we think our leaders should be.
it gives me hope that other glass ceilings can also be broken in record time.
and then we can take on some truly serious problems.
like how we get the cubs that title.
photo: President Barack Obama on Air Force One credit: Pete Souza, White House flickr
That’s just beautiful.