#blackhistoryisworldhistory

[officialhistoryandshit]

In February 1926, Woodson launched the celebration of "Negro History Week", the precursor of Black History Month. . . . . . source: Wikipedia . . . . . #blackhistory #blackicons #history #blackhistoryisamericanhistory #blackhistoryisworldhistory #journalist #blackhistorymatters #gamechangers #GiveHistoryBackItsColor #author #blackexcellence #blackhistorymonth #blackhistorymakers #historylesson #blackhistorymaker #historymakers #blackhistorymonth2023 #founder #peopleyoushouldknow #historygeek #historynerd #historybuff #historybuffs #historylessonoftheday #historylover #historylovers #ilovehistory #carterwoodson #blackhistorylesson #blackhistoryfacts https://www.instagram.com/p/CoV7FpIMz3Q/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[gaildudley-blog-blog]

Welcome to Black Friday, the Black History Month of Politics & Prose podcast with Gail. We kick the series off with a conversation I had with Pastor Derrick Holmes as we discussed the horrific beating and murder of #TyreNichols. Pastor Holmes left us with this question, “Are we willing to do the work that we know is required to bring about the change we want to see?” #iamblackhistory #blackhistorymonth #blacklivesmatter #iamblack #ourstory #blackhistory365 #blackhistoryeveryday #blackhistorymatters #blackhistoryiseveryday #blackhistoryisworldhistory #tyrenichols #politicsandprosepodcast #gaildudley #podcast #podcastlife #black #blackwomen #blackownedbusiness #blackownership #blackownedwomanbusiness #blackpodcasters #blackpodcasts https://www.instagram.com/p/CoM8N_-OW19/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[jorob702]

𝗧𝗼𝗱𝗮𝘆’𝘀 𝗧𝗼𝗽 𝟭𝟬 𝗙𝗮𝗰𝘁𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗔𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗛𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆. 1. Africa was one time called Alkebulan (mother of mankind). 2. Africa ruled the world for 15,000 years. 3. Richest man in history is an African King (Mansa Musa). 4. Africa civilized mankind. 5. Mining started in Africa 43,000 years ago, In 1964 a hematite mine was found in Swaziland at Bomvu Ridge in the Ngwenya mountain range. 6. Africans were the first to organise fishing. expeditions 90,000 years ago at Katanga, Congo. 7. Africans carved the world’s first colossal sculpture 7,000 years ago. 8. The ancient Kemetians had Afro combs. 9. African Kings ruled India. 10. Africa is a home to World’s oldest University. #blackhistory #knowthyself #BlackHistoryIsWorldHistory #BlackHistoryMatters #blackhistory365 https://www.instagram.com/p/Cm8_bU1rw1mBnxsjNXLyTDtz0kHYprASTXu_dw0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[romeo-8-juliet]

Today is the 1st day of #BlackHistoryMonth ✊🏿❤🖤💚✊🏿 February 1st is the birthday of noted author and poet, Langston Hughes, and also on February 1st, 1960, four freshmen from North Carolina Agricultural and Technological College who became known The Greensboro Four of David Richmond, Franklin McCain, Ezell A. Blair, Jr., and Joseph McNeil The Greensboro sit-ins were a series of nonviolent protests in February to July 1960, primarily in the Woolworth store—now the International Civil Rights Center and Museum—in Greensboro, North Carolina, which led to the F. W. Woolworth Company department store chain removing its policy of racial segregation in the Southern United States. While this was not the first sit-in of the civil rights movement, the Greensboro sit-ins were an instrumental action, and also the best-known sit-ins of the civil rights movement. These sit-ins are considered a catalyst to the subsequent sit-in movement, in which 70,000 people participated. This sit-in was a contributing factor in the formation of the Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee (SNCC). #BlackHistoryMonth✊🏾❤🖤💚✊🏾 #BlackHistoryIsAmericanHistory✊🏾🇺🇸 📚 #BlackHistoryIsWorldHistory✊🏾📚🌐 (at International Civil Rights Center & Museum) https://www.instagram.com/p/CKxxv1QsVn1/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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#africanhistory365 #africanexcellence #blackhistorymonth #blackhistoryisworldhistory #blackhistoryisamericanhistory

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Addie Amour💫💕

[poetserendipity]

Such A Racist World

Are the darkest nights black

Or are they grey,

Or just a touch of crimson

Colour of blood they say.

Can they be white

A color so pure,

A colour so previledged,

Over the coloured souls.

Why not the enigma

Hidden behind blue,

Colors all bright,

Or rather slight dark hue.

Can satan be blue

And angels the red

Would then they be all alive,

The people pronounced dead.

Can black be celebrated

Just like hybrids in the sky

Or the rainbows in clothes

Or glistening stars up high.

The blood is still the same

And the heartbeats,

Yet is the tumult

Still fresh on the streets.

I've seen blood white

And actions - with their will

I've seen their own blood,

I've seen it spill.

Why is evil all black

And not some other colour

Serving beneath the white

Such a racist world.

-Rohma Shah

[omegasunslight]

Great solar return to a marvelous woman who fought relentless for a privilege many take for granted and misuse. The loud truth in the room. Knowing there would be painful struggle and pushed through the adversity with a warrior spirit. We say ASE' to the ancestor, Fannie Lou Hamer. 🙌🏾 . . . #committeetohonorblackheroes #fannielouhamer #votersrights #civilrights #blackhistoryisworldhistory #gamechangers #ase #Omegasunslight #sunsseeds (at New York City, N.Y.) https://www.instagram.com/p/CUsavLogoPE/?utm_medium=tumblr

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BHM: the life of omar ibn said

In today’s racially charged climate, the call to learn from and reckon America’s violently colorful history with people of color has reached a fever pitch. In order to move forward, we must first study our past. This Black History Month should be more than just a time elementary school teachers rattle off facts about Madam C.J. Walker and George Washington Carver. Rather, we as a people must use this opportunity to allow ourselves to feel the long suppressed pain of our black brothers and sisters so that we may begin to heal together. Surely, much of the racial injustice that is prevalent today stems from the conscious decision to enslave masses of people against their will whilst forcing them to desert their culture, land, and families.

One such story is that of West African slave and author Omar ibn Said. In early 2019, the Library of Congress acquired the Omar Ibn Saeed collection, including his original Arabic autobiography written in the early 1800s, along with its English translation The Life of Omar Ibn Said from the 1860s. Now that these documents have been made public, we have access to firsthand accounts of slavery in America which are unedited by ibn Saeed’s owners, unlike other slave’s autobiographies that were written in English. In fact, many of the accounts of slavery and the treatment of enslaved people we read today are derived from white abolitionist writers, rather than black enslaved people. This is often because slaves did not have the time, the ability, or the resources to record their conditions, and even if an enslaved person did dare to write an autobiography, he or she risked being caught by an “owner” and being severely punished. Still, there are written accounts of some enslaved people’s experiences, but these accounts are tainted by the possibility of being dictated or altered by an “owner”. What makes ibn Said’s work exceptional is that he chose to record his life in Arabic, a medium his “owner” was unlikely to have been able to read, let alone contour to his whims. Due to his foresight, today we have access to a work that facilitates an enhanced understanding of the complications of slavery in America and what it meant to be Muslim in the 19th century.

Ibn Said begins his autobiography with Al-Mulk, the sixty-seventh chapter from the Quran. After praising Allah ﷻ and sending salutations of peace and blessings upon Muhammad ﷺ, he begins quoting the Quranic passage, 

“Blessed be He in whose hand is the kingdom and who is Almighty; who created death and life that He may make you the best of his works” {67:1}. 

It is no accident that ibn Said chose, out of 114 chapters, consisting of a total 6,236 verses, to begin with Al-Mulk, which means “The Sovereignty.” The very first ayah (verse) he pens establishes that Allah ﷻ is the owner of all and that he controls both life and death, which leaves no room for the ownership of man over any form of life. “It is a fundamental criticism of the institution of slavery,” says Mary-Jane Deeb, chief of the African and Middle Eastern Division at the Library of Congress. 

Personally, what I find astounding is the stark contrast between his manner of writing and the way in which other writers of the time incorporate religion into their work. For instance, we can observe a less nuanced tone in American author Ralph Waldo Emersons’ "Nature," published in 1836, in which he declares, 

“I become a transparent eye-ball; I am nothing; I see all; the currents of the Universal Being circulate through me; I am part or particle of God.”

While Emerson sees God through the world around him, ibn Said understands the world around him through God. Perhaps this difference arises as a result of each writer’s position in life. Emerson already had access to material possessions, which led him on a journey to “find�� God amongst a world he had already defined materialistically. On the other hand, ibn Said had very little to nothing to his name, thus his world view was shaped by the beliefs he brought with him in the long boat ride over from Futa Toro. This fundamental difference illustrates the disparity of conditions faced by free and enslaved Americans.

Interestingly, when recalling his life within America, ibn Said’s description of his experiences do not mirror the general perception of enslaved life most carry. Although he does mention the abuse he endured at the hands of Johnson, the man who he was sold to in Charleston, his dislike for Johnson isn’t solely due to him being a “wicked man,” rather he repeatedly mentions that he “had no fear of God at all.” Contrary to the notion that enslaved people fled the persecution and excruciating labor of the fields as some form of refugees, ibn Said mentions in his manuscript that he made the choice not to stay with Johnson, as he, “was afraid to remain with a man so depraved and who committed so many crimes.” Yet, when speaking of North Carolina’s governor John Owen and his brother Jim Owen, who ibn Said “remained in the place of” after being caught, he describes them as “good men” and praises them for reading the gospel and “having so much love to God.”  In fact, when asked if he “were willing to go to Charleston City,”  ibn Said responds, “No, no, no, no, no, no, no, I not willing to go to Charleston. I stay in the house of Jim Owen.” Despite being able to depict the Owens in a negative light, given that they wouldn’t understand his criticism since it was written in Arabic, he talks highly of each member of the family and even refers to Jim Owen as sied, or master, postulating that enslaved people might have had a relationship of respect and fondness towards their “masters.”

Intriguingly, ibn Said never refers to himself as a slave, and speaks about his circumstances with a refreshing air of self- reliance. To him, he didn’t flee slavery in Charleston; rather, he left a “wicked man” who ibn Said made the choice not to stay with. Perhaps the aspect of ibn Said’s life that vastly sets him apart from the mainstream understanding of a slave’s life is his advanced education. While most enslaved people are regarded as being illiterate, ibn Said wrote letters and personal writings in beautiful calligraphy and had many passages of the Qur’an committed to memory. Along with his manuscript being evidence enough of just how highly educated he was, ibn Said writes, “I continued my studies twenty-five years,” which means he was only six when he first “sought knowledge under the instruction of a Sheikh called Mohammed Seid.” Similarly, the elegance with which he writes is truly a testament to his intelligence. Aside from his cross examination of Christianity and Islam, and his interwoven subtle critisms of the institution of slavery, ibn Said masterfully uses language that illustrates both his wisdom and humility as he looks back on his life. In fact, he even includes an effective introduction and conclusion to his work. From ibn Said’s outlook on life, which allows him to describe his “master” fondly, to his blaring sense of self-determination, he redefines what it means to be an enslaved person in America.

Ibn Said, within his autobiography, attempts to analyze the interwoven tale of his experiences in regards to both Islam and Christianity. He mentions his past rituals of walking to the mosque for prayer in the daytime and at night, and the zeal with which he read the Quran, all before he came to America. Yet, he repeatedly praises the Owen’s for reading the gospel, mentioning that they would read it to him, and implies that he may have converted to Christianity. Due to the many Quranic verses and prayers scattered in his writing, it is difficult to tell whether ibn Said truly brought faith in the Christian religion or only accepted it as an outwardly gesture to ensure his safety in the South. Either way, he was able to examine each religion objectively. At one point, ibn Said even contrasts the manner in which he prayed as a Muslim in opposition to how he prays as a Christian by providing the entire chapter of Al-Fatiha from the Quran, while adding that now he prays, “Our Father.” Interestingly, he never criticizes, gives his opinion on, nor shows a preference towards either religion. This neutrality drives home not only ibn Said’s intellect, but the fact that he was simply searching for the true path, without blindly following whatever he was told.

Perhaps what sets ibn Said apart from other enslaved people in regards to religious aspirations is his twenty-five years spent in seeking out knowledge in Foto Turo. This disciplined early education instilled in him a zeal which followed him across the Atlantic, allowing him to become a lifelong learner. In fact, he was eager to listen to the gospel whenever someone would read it to him. Although he doesn’t specifically mention that he is Christian, ibn Said places a substantially large emphasis on the relationship between God and human beings, as well as the need to read and understand scripture. Even if he remained Muslim, ibn Said never makes clear his opposition to Chrisitan ideology. Rather he reiterates the necessity of faith in one’s life by praising the Owens for being a religious family while cursing at his first “owner” Johnson for his lack of attachment to God.

Aside from The Life of Omar Ibn Said’s literary brilliance and historical significance when analyzing slavery in America, the work resonates with me on a personal level. When I first heard that the Library of Congress had published this work as a collection, along with other hand written pieces such as personal letters, my interest was sufficiently piqued. What I didn’t anticipate, however, is just how much I would relate to the story of a West African slave living in the 19th century. Before reading the English manuscript of The Life of Omar Ibn Said, I first made my way through the Arabic documents. Written in mesmerizing handwriting which, due to my severe lack of knowledge, I can only describe as 19th century African calligraphy, ibn Said begins with the basmallah. As Muslims, we recognize this prayer as one to recite before embarking on any task or journey, even as small as lifting the lid off of a pot. Then he goes on to send salutations upon the Prophet Muhammad ﷺ in a manner so customary that I caught myself doing so involuntarily. When I realized he was quoting surah Al- Mulk, one that my mother helped me commit to memory and would read with me every night before going to bed as a child, I was touched. Despite being stripped of his culture, isolated from his people, and forced onto a new land, ibn Said did not forget the essentials of his religion. It was at that moment that I resolved to start reciting Al- Mulk at night again. When he mentions the Shuyukh, or scholars, under whom he gained his education, I felt the respect emanating from his words. In that moment, the oft- quoted words came to mind, “I am a slave to the one who teaches me even a single letter.”

Perhaps the most striking part of ibn Said’s journey is the fact that while on the run for nearly a month, he risked capture to stop at a church and pray. Although he knew the inherent dangers that would stem from being apprehended, ibn Said’s imaan (faith) proved stronger than his fear, as he was eventually caught and sold back into slavery. In this defiant act of his, I find reasons to feel both ashamed and hopeful. Ibn Said actually faced the possibility of being killed, yet he still chose to preserve his religious traditions. Meanwhile, when prayer time rolls in while I am still on campus, I feel the need to squeeze into the tiniest corner I can find to quickly pray just the bare minimum so that I don't inconvenience anyone else around me. Yet, the fact that ibn Said was caught and sold to a man about whom he mentions, “During the last 20 years, I have known no want in the hand of Jim Owen,” is cause enough for me to be hopeful that the slight stress I endure while praying in public will surely bring about, through Allah’s ﷻ unlimited Grace, great fortune in my own life. Although we are separated by a span of almost two centuries, ibn Said’s struggle is inspiring in ways I couldn’t have anticipated.

In the ever-divisive times in which we now find ourselves living, The Life of Omar Ibn Said is a welcome triumph of human spirit and optimism. Not only are ibn Said’s life and work subjects of intrigue, but the implications of his writing reaffirm a story that many of us have long since forgotten: American slavery does not take one shape, size, or form. Although the institution itself was horrific, we must contend that some enslaved people did find a greater purpose in their lives. Ibn Said was one of them. He rose above the hatred surrounding him, and speaks of the men who held him in captivity with astonishing reverence. How ibn Said was able to look back at the progression of events in his life and not be angered that a scholar as learned as he could be enslaved is a lesson for us all. Truly, ibn Said’s knowledge provided him with humility and wisdom. Perhaps, if he had succumbed to human nature and only displayed outrage at his conditions, which would have been completely justified, we would not have the masterpiece that is the Omar Ibn Said collection today. As we continue to engage literature and history as a way of understanding the world, Omar ibn Said stands as a reminder to value the narrative of every individual, because, rather than a large-scale standpoint in viewing the world, personal experiences speak to the very core of what it means to be human. We all deserve the chance to live prosperously and this cannot be the case until we rectify the mistakes of our past and work towards ensuring the sanctity of every life.

Carey, Jonathan. “The Extraordinary Autobiography of an Enslaved Muslim Man Is Now Online.” Atlas Obscura, Atlas Obscura, 26 Jan. 2019, https://www.atlasobscura.com/articles/omar-ibn-said-autobiography-digitized.

Emerson, Ralph Waldo. “Nature.” EMERSON - NATURE--Web Text, https://archive.vcu.edu/english/engweb/transcendentalism/authors/emerson/nature.html.

ibn Said, Omar. “About This Collection  :  Omar Ibn Said Collection  :  Digital Collections  :  Library of Congress.” The Library of Congress, https://www.loc.gov/collections/omar-ibn-said-collection/about-this-collection/

[officialhistoryandshit]

Dr. Scantlebury has achieved many honors in her career, having made the "Best Doctors in America" and "Top Doctors in America" lists multiple times. . . #blackhistory #blackhistoryisamericanhistory #blackhistoryisworldhistory #blackhistorymatters #blackhistorymakers #blackhistorymaker #blackwomenhistory #blackwomanhistorymakers #blackwomenhistorymatters #womensexcellence #womeninmedicine #blackwomeninmedicine #womenempowerment #herstory #blackwomen #doctors #blackwomenexcellence #historymaker #historymakers #historicaf #historicalaf #makinghistory https://www.instagram.com/p/CNSdotlFQZQ/?igshid=17svbxnhab4la

[kingstonjael]

Say It Loud! I am BLACK and I am PROUD! Great way to start day 20! #muhammadali #GOAT #thegreatest #blackhistory #blackhistorymonth #blackhistoryiseveryday #blackhistoryisamericanhistory #blackhistoryisworldhistory #blackmen #blackboys #blackwomen #blackgirls #tbt #throwbackthursday #thursdaywisdom #thursdaymotivation #blackwomenwhoblog

[whaleyuniversity]

today is very special day. today a film about a revolutionary, a prophet, a man is being released. the honorable chairman Fred Hampton. not only is this film culturally important and timely, considering its black history month but this is American history. it really depicts the truth of how anything that challenges the status quo is labeled a threat.

on a lighter note. today is the day my son Christian makes his debut on the big screen. he is apart of history in the telling of such a wonderful and unique time in history. im taking him to see it today to let him feel just what it means in real time. it’s not about being in movies, it’s about being apart of history. and that’s what today is. history is being made. i hope everyone takes the opportunity to go see it or stream it from home. 🌹

[romeo-8-juliet]

Noted author and historian, Dr. Carter G. Woodson designated February is as Black History Month to celebrate the history and accomplishments of Black people due to birthdays of President Abraham Lincoln and abolishonist Frederick Douglass which is a chance and opportunity to remember those who have made not only enormous contributions to this country but throughout the world like Toussaint Louverture but it's also an opportunity to remember that those contributions didn't just come from major figures. They also came from millions of Black folks whose names we will never know. It's the stories of ordinary Black people, those still living and those who have passed, that I think of most when we reflect on this country's history and world history. It's the story of Frederick Douglass, but also the story of the millions of other enslaved people whose voices that we do not hear. It's the story of Dr. King and of Rosa Parks, but also the story of the millions of Black people across the country and the world spanning generations of a people who fought for civil rights in their local towns, communities, neighborhoods, nations and countries. The stories that didn't make the front page of the paper or a magazine. It's the stories that take seriously the impact centuries of oppression have had on Black people, while not limiting conceptions of Blackness singularly to a history of violence. This is a recognition of all that Black folks have done, are doing and will continue to do *in spite of* that violence. “We are the descendants of those who refused to die.” Resilience is embedded in our DNA. So many of us don’t have the privilege of really learning where our lineage began, or tracing our families back to one specific country. That was stolen from us so many centuries ago. So we celebrate what we have - our Blackness. In all its shades, and textures, and richness. Our culture. In all the ways it influences, inspires, and motivates. And our history. In all the ways we never learned in a classroom because our history started way before 1619. #BlackHistoryMonth ✊🏿❤🖤💚✊🏿 #BlackHistoryIsAmericanHistory✊🏿🇺🇸 📚 #BlackHistoryIsWorldHistory📚🌐 (at Smithsonian National Museum of African American History and Culture) https://www.instagram.com/p/CKwn6wzMVih/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[queenie435]

Over the years I have met people of all colors that believe in conspiracy theories.

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