That without us this country would be so boring.
*My hair (I can put it in a variety of hairstyles and I don't have to wash it everyday)
*My lips
*The strength my ancestors had that was passed on to me.
*Even though most of us don't know what country we originate comes from, we still seem to have a lot of culture.
*My curves
i like seeing how our race has came along way and how far we're going...i like seeing the different shades of color...i like my curves and my hair...i like seeing stuff that only black folks would do yall know what i'm talkin bout....i just like being black...
-Having the strongest, most beautiful, most compatible, type of companion/mother/sister/etc., the BLACK WOMAN
-Knowing how my ancestors and predecessors have overcome past many obstacles and hurdles
- Proving wrong many negative stereotypes that are associated with our race.
-that this country was built on our backs
-the hbcus...there's nothing else like them! (even tho I don't go to one)
-just being a black woman...not only do black men want us, but also men of other races want us as well! Next to being hispanic, we're the most wanted women of America! (in my opinion)
-like Monte said, being able to overcome the stereotype of being an Urban black who's only into hip-hop...people get shocked when I tell them that I listen to Maroon 5, Switchfoot, Salsa, etc.
-we are the originators of hip-hop culture and it's funny how white kids and kids of other races are trying to emulate it...same thing with r&b/blues
Ima really have to think about this one... :???:
I will be back, but until then-
I love my HUMONGOUS lips (I didnt when I was younger though)
I love how white people are scared of us...lol
We know how to have a good time! :razz:
Deep down inside, most whites are jealous...
My complexion, My hair, My walk, My attitude, My stregnth, My family, Our soul food, everything about us. I mean what other race can be oppressed and still come out strong and proud.
my **** hair. my wash&go takes me from Prom to job interviews to jogging
my golden skin that changes colors with the seasons
My heritage
the natural quality of authority in my voice only Black women possess
these hips and these lips...wouldn't trade em for all the crack in Harlem
the shocked looks i get from white ppl who learn what neighborhood I live in and what cds are in my disc changer (the SUPERGHETTO, Fefe Dobson/Maroon 5)
