Can you say eye opening. Going to the African Burial Cite was very touching. To see where the bodies lay and to know that there were still thousands buried under that cement was something else. Arriving in New York, I witnessed that there was not many black people in the part where we were at. When we first arrived there I really liked when Dr. Carr shared his knowledge and experience in the circle which I considered an Mbongi. I believe that we all had to feel just a little bit of sadness knowing that we were a part of a movement that was so immense. I really liked that when we went into the actual museum, that everything was so realistic better yet that we got to touch and take pictures of everything. The pieces that was in there gave us a great experience on how things had been years ago. One of the statues of the African reenacting of a ceremonial funeral was very cute.
Watching that movie in the theater really got me a feel of how things were back then. And in reality it really hurt watching what our people experienced, how hard it was for blacks to live back then. This makes me realize that I need to be grateful and thankful for the opportunities that I have been given and to not waste time because this is a blessing that I am even able to talk about. I hope that once day we will get appreciated for all the hardships that we have had to encounter. I would not mind going on this trip again and witnessing that great home feeling.
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