White people don’t know Native history.
Black people also don’t know Native history because they learned it from white people.
Please understand that.
I have to start by explaining what the hell a Wampanoag is.
Every Thanksgiving Americans eat Wompanoag foods - roasted turkey, cranberry sauce, pumpkin, acorn squash, Indian pudding.
You know nothing about them. Nothing.
But Native? Fucking forget it. Foreigners in our own fucking land.
ERASURE.
People are suffering. They are left behind. They lack resources and opportunity because they are invisible.
It’s hard as hell but I will fight both battles and I refuse to pull punches.
When I see a black person, w all our visibility and our collective power, who doesn’t want to get educated about another color’s struggle I’m like, damn. What are we left with?
Lord.
It’s just a mess.
My great grandfather’s uncle John Riley Dungey was a graduate of Hampton and he taught at “the Indian School” (yes it was separated)
Because black and Native students were forming relationships - friendships and even romantic partnerships.
The white department heads were afraid of the “‘mingling of blood”.
We have to be diligent about correcting this. And strategic. It’s important work.