Introduction

"Shamanya baby don't cry , your black is exquisite beauty, don't let them kids tip your crown." Her mother explains to her.
"Yes I know momma but no matter what I do my color is the reason I never seem to fit in. I'm just a negro girl living in a white world, with white privilege, where no one wants me." Shamanya cries out.
" You not ever gonna get away from them ole' riots, and marches but baby no matter how long the march there is a end. Find it." Her mother says .