I AM AFRICAN
Being adorned with the beauty of Africa, she looked African; the skin,the scarf,the wear and the smile; She is African.
Representing her continent and what it stands for, not even the white man's shoe could alter the definition of uniqueness she portrayed African to be.
This Is a mother and that is my motherland.
This was the beauty of Africa, the day I turned 15 , I accepted I was African. I had always wanted a miracle to say I was Asian; because why not?; I didn't like anything we did; it was like we didn't want to dance to the worlds tune.
The past 5 years of my life has been nothing but accepting who I am, where I'm from and where I live.
Noe i dread nothing more than speaking Ill of my continent.
I just can't wait to see more, eat more and feel more of who I really am.
JENNIFER NAA AMARTEIFIO
INDEX NUMBER: BACS27155
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