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Growing up in Paterson New Jersey where the population is predominantly Black, it was inevitable that I would share space with an individual who identified as black. However here there was never a question of separation. Black, Hispanic or white it didn't matter; we were all in the struggle together.
Moving to Florida is when I learned about different nationalities such as Jamaican, Haitian, Cuban, etc. and I wasn't sure if this was a way to proudly identify with your culture or a way to separate and cause division. I later learned it was a way to divide us, yet we quickly fell victim to the system and complied.
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