My Experience at the
National Museum of African American History & Culture
By Carrisa
Anderson
U.S. History was a course that I dreaded in high school. Besides the
fact that I had a monotone teacher who could never keep the class awake, l was
not learning about my history. Sure, we learned about historical figures such
as George Washington and Paul Revere, and topics ranging from the Boston Tea
Party to the Great Depression, but African-American history was never mentioned
except in a vague and obscure way, but somehow this course was supposed to
highlight U.S History as a whole. Don’t get me wrong, of course we touched on
Civil Rights Activists such as Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. and Rosa Parks, but
that was it. I would flip through the pages of the textbook and see
illustrations that severely lacked diversity. I wasn’t learning about black
history pioneer Carter Godwin Woodson or Ruby Bridges the brave little girl who
paved the way for desegregated schools. My black history was purposely left
out. I felt as though I could not fully relate to the conversation that was
going on because I could not see myself through the countless pages of the textbooks.
U.S. history is very diverse and different, and a variety of people contributed
to what this nation is today.
Fast forward to me now being a senior in college where I am just now
learning in depth about my black history. Due to the lack of African American
history coverage in the classrooms and the black historical figures that are
somehow forgotten about in the textbooks, I have to take it upon myself to
attend events to educate myself on the people who had a hand in shaping the
advancement of black people. I feel that it has become my duty to find myself
and know who I am from my own understanding. I am a black woman, and women like
myself cannot be contained. I am also yearning to know my heritage, and I think
that is what makes a culture stronger when they have a proper sense of who they
are.
When I found out the Intercultural Engagement and Inclusion office was
hosting a trip to the National Museum of African American History and Culture,
I knew I had to attend. I was amazed to learn that there was an entire museum
dedicated to the past and present history of black leaders who fought for black
lives. I was also taken aback by the journey my people have led and how we have
remained fearless in pain and great disservice.
Myself and about 40 other students, faculty, and administrators woke up
early Tuesday morning to take a 4-hour trip to Washington, DC. When we arrived
at our destination, we were amazed at the beautiful architecture of the museum
and the placement across the Washington Monument. Walking through the museum
felt as if we were put in a time machine and taken back in time to the year
1619, when Africans were first brought to America. We learned when Africans
were forced out of their countries into a world of abuse and cruelty that
changed lives forever. It was pure silence as museum goers slowly walked around
taking in as much information as they could. For the auditory learners, there
were videos displayed in almost every section to provide a motion picture of
the events of slavery. Following the capture of slaves, you were then taken
through the stories of Africans who escaped slavery like Mahommah Baquaqua, a
man born in Benin and later sold into slavery in Brazil. Baquaqua was later
brought to New York where he escaped to freedom and later documented the
horrors of slavery.
The museum next took us through the civil war and the prominent role
that slaves played in fighting for a country that didn’t see them as humans. As
we continued to walk up the different levels, we walked through the stages of
Brown vs. Board of Education when segregation was ruled unconstitutional, and
the emergence of the Black Panther Party. There was an entire section that
highlighted black excellence and how black culture has influenced the arts.
Not only does the museum highlight historical figures and events, but it
also features a cafe that showcases the culture and history of authentic past
and present-day African American food traditions. I indulged in the
Agricultural South menu that consisted of Buttermilk Fried Chicken with a choice
of two sides. I felt right at home as I devoured the delicious fried chicken
and collard greens that reminded me of a soul food supper.
I encourage everyone to visit the National Museum of African American
History. You can finally have the opportunity to learn about African American
history that is purposely excluded from our classrooms and textbooks. Learn
about the hardship that blacks have overcome and the justice that we continue
to fight for today. This visit strongly affected me because I could finally see
myself in art and history, from kinky-haired women like myself to wide-hipped
women who embraced their body with such pride. I was healed, and my resurrection
into a stronger black women was glorious and beautiful.
The author, standing second from right, along with other students who visited the National Museum of African American History and Culture on February 21, 2017. |
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