00:00I knew black was beautiful. I knew black was beautiful. I knew black was beautiful. I knew
00:24black was beautiful when God put it in this color spectrum. He sees all colors as beautiful and
00:28black is one of the most beautiful ones and I'm proud to be in the skin that I'm
00:31in. When I read Miseducation of the Negro in third grade by Carter G. Woodson.
00:36When my grandma loved me so deeply and talked about her upbringing and what it
00:41meant to her to raise a black boy and a black girl. I knew black was beautiful
00:45when I could look in the mirror and see all of my family inside me and I saw
00:51that beauty of where I came from and it let me know where I was going. When we
00:55decided to go to HBCU because we always knew that black was beautiful. When I
00:59went natural. When I came to the essence man. This is the first time I came to any
01:03event that truly showed black love. It felt like an oversized family reunion. I knew
01:09black was beautiful when I watched my grandfather and grandmother dance for the
01:14first time as a kid. With my grandmother doing my hair. I knew black was beautiful
01:18when my mother raised six boys and three girls by herself successfully and we're
01:22all living our dreams bringing it back home. When I had a great a great life for my
01:31family. When my wonderful mom would always tell me day-to-day how handsome I
01:37was and how important how smart I was she always instilled that in me and my mom is
01:42here mom mom mom mom when did you know your black was beautiful mom? Our first day I was
01:48born. Boom. There you go.
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