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I am the child, of a child, of a child, of a child, of a slave.   They were the children, of the 
children, of the children of kings, Queens, scholars and worriers of Africa.

I am the descendent of wisdom, which gave the inhabitants of Earth the Knowledge of the 
World that surrounds them, the universe above, the earth beneath their feet and oceans that 
surround this planet.

I am the child that has to prove himself more then others, who has to study harder, play 
harder, pray with sincerity and walk in faith.  I am the child that must put God first. 

I am the child through the wisdom of my ancestors I am able to see further then most.  The 
future that awaits me, brighter then the one my father and mother before me had.

I am the child that listens when my elders speak, because they were the ones who laid the 
groundwork.  From them I will take the torch, carry it high and proudly as they did years 
before me.

I am the child who will one day have children, and those children will believe as I do.  They 
will know that they are the descendent of a proud people, and the strength of the spirit will 
keep them from harm.////

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