My Culture

This is about my culture. I wrote this for my English class last year. I am not racist. If you are offended I am sorry.

My Culture

                The first culture that I would like to talk about is Native American Indians. I am Indian because of my Great Grandmother who is still alive. The Native American Indians had built Teepees, Wigwams, or long houses that they lived in. The Native Americans hunted or fished when they needed it. They built canoes to go through a river. They had been living in America.

                When the Europeans came over there were about 10 million Native American Indians living in the North which is now present-day Mexico. It was believed that they were born during the Ice Age. It was also believed that they were originated from Asia. They were fascinated with what the Europeans had brought over.

                I am Cherokee Indian and they lived in South Carolina and other present day states. They were discovered by Hernando De Soto. In 1715 they were reduced to 11,000 because small pox had been spread among them. When the French and British were battling over controlling America, the Cherokee sided with Britain. They had signed a peace treaty with the United States. Between the years of 1790 and 1819 they migrated to Mississippi, and they became known as the “Western Band.”

                My Great-Grandmother was born half black and half Native American Indian. Her mother, when she was born, gave her up. At the time she was born their parents didn’t want to raise a mixed child so they gave her up. She was sent to live with her Grandmother.

                My other culture is African American on my Dad’s side of the family. Africans were held in the United States in 1619. Most African Americans were prisoners of war or they were captured by Europeans and Americans. African Americans were brought into Jamestown, Virginia. Massachusetts was the state to legalize slavery. The Declaration of Independence was written by Thomas Jefferson and he owned over 200 slaves. My grandmother on my Dad’s side of the family we was slaves. They had lived in Mississippi. They were brought into slavery because of how racist everybody was at the time. They would probably have to work in cotton fields or make sugar.

                Also, African Americans were segregated from the whites after they were free. African Americans would have to wait in the back of the line in the stores. Or they would have to sit in the back of the bus. Late on Martin Luther King Jr. tried to stop all of the segregation in the world. He was one of the people that had to stand up for his rights as a citizen.

                He was put in jail because of his preaching. He was one of the main reasons we have our freedom of speech. He worked day and night to get our freedom of speech. Another person that I admire is Rosa Parks. She sat in the front of the bus because blacks were supposed to stand for white people to sit down. She was asked to move for a white person and she refused. If the world was still like that I would do what Rosa Parks did refuse. When she refused she was sent to jail.

                One year when Martin Luther King Jr. was giving a speech he got shot and he died. I really think whoever had shot him was very racist at that point in time and he was hopefully jailed. It was horrible how someone just because he is a man of color was murdered because he was trying to make the world a better place.

                That is what my cultures are. I am a mix, and I wasn’t given up because my parents love me for who I am.  

Author's Note

This is in no way to offend anyone. Enjoy.