Tanotyo Tme Giva Ime

"I am saying that on the blood of all those who went before you, you cannot be the generation that drops the mite. I stuck my hands in the claw marks of the africans whose claw marks are still on the walls of elmina," he says. "And i listened against the waters beating against the rocks and thought, what kind of stuff must my ancestors must have been made out of to withstand all the perils and injustices andselencooi?" 'If we got up at four and we were in the cotton fields by six, and we picked till the sun went down, with bleeding hands and aching feet, for days and days until we died