I had been several times, the last time, (I think) back in 2009 or so with my 6th grade students.
Each time I go, it's a revival of juxtaposed emotions, anger and pride. Anger because of what our ancestors went through at the hands of racist white supremacists (Redundant? Maybe. So what.) AND at the hands of fellow blacks. Reflections of pride because of those who refused to be oppressed in their minds! (Could haul off and go off on a huge tangent there, here in 2015, but not right now). While manacles and torture may have enslaved our ancestors physically, many risked life and limb to free themselves in their mind (attitude) and some, as we all know, even freeing themselves out of their physical condition by escaping northward!
Nothing I post here can capture The National Great Blacks in Wax experience. Nevertheless, here are some pictures that, admittedly (and intentionally) don't do the museum justice. I want you to make this place one of the places you visit and soon!!
Their website - http://www.greatblacksinwax.org/
Below the deck of a slave ship |
Blacks in wax |
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