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“I remember registering for school. I think maybe it was in the 5th grade. I had to bring in my birth certificate. And there it is, like right in front of me -‘Mother: Caucasian. Father: Negroid.’ That word, ‘Negroid.’ It’s something that always stuck with me. It let me know where I stood in terms of the history of the United States of America. In the context of my surroundings, looking like many of the people in my community, I probably could have denied or rejected it. But even as a young child, I chose Blackness.”

Miami, Florida

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