Liberation of "A" Black Mind

Calvin Saulsberry

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Freedom is not Free, Liberation Requires Responsibility
I began part 1 of this book with a condensed version of my autobiography, to give the reader an understanding of my life experience. These experiences brought about many questions as to why, as an African American, I was so restricted in many ways. I’ve spent my entire life trying to find the answer. As a child. I would ask adults ”Why are we so disliked by White people”, and they would just say “It’s because you are Colored”. To me, that was not a legitimate answer. So, I had to search for legitimate answers for myself, that prioritized the rest of my life. I discovered that it is impossible to understand your current status until you can learn your real history. This valet history will never be taught by your oppressor. We have to take it upon ourselves to conduct our own individual studies and research. Our history is so rich and profound that it must be hiddin from us. For, if and when we discover our true and unique history, can we finally be liberated. This liberation will allow us to look within ourselves to bring out our divine and enate abilities to create, innovate, and produce better than any people, in the history of mankind. Not just for the benefit of African descendants, but for the progression of mankind.

Sujets

• Historical
• Lettres et linguistique
• Overcome
• Biography
• Liberation
• Wisdom
• Control
• Oppression
• Autobiography
• Global

Informations

• Publié par: WestBow Press
• Date de parution: 18 juillet 2023
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9798385002467
• Langue: English

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LIBERATION OF “A” BLACK MIND
Autobiography of Calvin Saulsberry
MR. CALVIN SAULSBERRY


Copyright © 2023 Mr. Calvin Saulsberry.
 
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This book is a work of non-fiction. Unless otherwise noted, the author and the publisher make no explicit guarantees as to the accuracy of the information contained in this book and in some cases, names of people and places have been altered to protect their privacy.
 
 
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ISBN: 979-8-3850-0247-4 (sc)
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WestBow Press rev. date: 07/18/2023
CONTENTS
Dedication
Introduction
Part 1: Autobiography
Chapter 1 Early Childhood
Chapter 2 Early Adolescence
Chapter 3 Late Adolescence
Chapter 4 “Detroit”
Chapter 5 Young “Adulthood”
Chapter 6 “Youth” Is Waisted On the “Young”
Chapter 7 T. M. “Transcendental Meditation”
Chapter 8 “Family Life”
Chapter 9 “Becoming A Teacher and Coach”
Chapter 10 Becoming an Experienced Teacher
Part 2: “The Liberation of “A” Black Mind”
Chapter 11 Being Black
Chapter 12 “Knowing Thy Self is the Greatest Wisdom of All Times”
Chapter 13 He Who Controls Your Past Controls Your Future
Chapter 14 “The Thunder of Silence”
Chapter 15 “The Catastrophe of Compromise”
Chapter 16 No Matter What Condition You Are In It’s Not Over Until You Win
Chapter 17 It Takes a Global Effort For Africans to Overcome European Oppression
Chapter 18 Back to Black
 
About The Author
DEDICATION
I dedicate this book to my Wife, Mary Louise Saulsberry, who I refer to affectionately as “Mary Lou”. She has been my inspiration since 2006. She is a very spiritual person and always have encouraged me to live closer to God in every aspect of my life. I have always felt motivated to never disappoint her in anything that I do. She has showed me how to do God’s will in my life, something I had never really totally pursued. Together, we have faced many challenges that I alone would have never attempted. It was her desire that we relocated from Memphis to Dallas as she had already courageously relocated from Flint to Memphis when we were married.
After many of my Black History Presentations, people would sometimes ask me “Why don’t you write a book?”. I never really considered doing it until one day my Wife asked me the same question. At that point I could not get the idea out of my mind. I hope that the inspiration that my Wife has motivated in me, will also inspire and motivate the readers of this book.
INTRODUCTION
I began part 1 of this book with a condensed version of my autobiography, to give the reader an understanding of my life experience. These experiences brought about many questions as to why, as an African American, I was so restricted in many ways. I’ve spent my entire life trying to find the answer. As a child, I would ask adults “Why are we so disliked by White people”, and they would just say “It’s because you are Colored”. To me, that was not a legitimate answer. So, I had to search for legitimate answers for myself, that prioritized the rest of my life. I discovered that it is impossible to understand your current status until you can learn your real history. This valet history will never be taught by your oppressor. We have to take it upon ourselves to conduct our own individual studies and research. Our history is so rich and profound that it must be hidden from us. For, if and when we discover our true and unique history, can we finally be liberated. This liberation will allow us to look within ourselves to bring out our divine and enate abilities to create, innovate, and produce better than any people, in the history of mankind. Not just for the benefit of African descendants, but for the progression of mankind.
PART 1
(CHAPTERS 1 – 10)
Autobiography
CHAPTER 1
Early Childhood
I was born on December 7, 1953 in Memphis Tennessee. The same day of the month that my father and aunt, who were twins, were born on. The same month and day that Pearl Harbor was bombed. The exact day, month, and year (December 7 th 1953) the petition for the Brown v. Board of Education was submitted by the NAACP to the U.S. Supreme Court. My mother was living in Horn Lake Mississippi at the time I was born. I will expose you to the racial climate in Northern Mississippi and Western Tennessee, as you will see, throughout this book.
When I was born, my Mother lived with my grandparents on a farm in North-West Mississippi, owned, worked and operated by my maternal grandparents. My father had moved to Detroit before I was born, but not before I was conceived. My father was separated from his wife when he met my mother, who happened to be his sister’s husband’s sister. And, my father was my mother’s brother’s wife’s brother. This made my aunt and uncle, who had moved to Detroit before I was born, both my blood relatives.
I was my mother’s first- born child, that came after her first marriage that ended after 7 years. During the 7 - year marriage, my mother was unable to conceive. She was convinced that she was barren and could not reproduce. When she discovered she was pregnant, after dating my father for a short time, she was elated to say the least. She was 28 years old.
My mother was a beautiful, light complexion, slender, well- shaped lady. But she had only an eighth-grade education, which was the norm during that time in rural Mississippi for Blacks. The school she attended was a one room shack with one teacher, teaching all eight grades at the same time, heated by a pot-bellied wood burning stove. My mother and her siblings walked 5 miles one way to school on gravel roads. This was the norm for that time and place for Blacks.
You can say that my maternal grandparents were blessed compared to most Blacks living in North-west Mississippi at that time. My maternal grandmother’s father was a slave until the age of 23. By the age of 33, he had accumulated a Farm, started a Church, and started a School. I don’t know how he was able to self-educate himself during that time. He acquired these property assets primarily by way of the Freedman’s Bureau, right after the Civil War. He was the pastor of the church he started with the African Methodist Episcopal Conference . The A.M.E. Conference was started by Richard Allen of Philadelphia . His children, including my grandmother and her siblings, and his grandchildren, included my mother and her siblings, all attended the school he started, along with the rest of the Blacks in that farm community. After my maternal great-grandfather died, his farm property, of over 100 acres, was divided among his children. My maternal grandmother was one of the recipient’s. Subsequently, my grandfather built a huge barn and a brick smoke-house on the property with his own hands. Also, my grandfather became the minister of the church my great-grandfather started.
When I was one and a half years old, my mother took me to Detroit, to get away from the racist south, join her brother, and try to be with my father. We lived with my uncle and aunt where my mother got a job at the nearby hospital. We lived in Detroit about a year until my maternal grandmother, now living in Memphis, lost her sight, this happened to be temporary, due to cataract eye surgery. My mother brought me, back to the South, to assist my grandmother.
When I was two and a half years old, my maternal grandparents sold the farm in Mississippi and bought a house in Memphis Tennessee, which was just across the state-line about 15 miles north. The property in Memphis was beautiful. It was approximately one acre of city property. In a community that had all the amenities, although, it was White and segregated initially, it soon became all Black. It appeared that my maternal grandparents were among the first Blacks to move in this neighborhood. This property was fascinating, even as I look back on it today. The house was a well-built antebellum style, with white wood siding. It was set-up like a duplex that was totally connected. This house had 5 bedrooms, 2 full baths, living-room, dining-room, 2 kitchens, huge unfinished attic, and a huge unfinished basement. It had and extra-large front yard and a super-large back yard. The front yard had 2 medium sized dogwood trees centered on both sides of the yard. The front yard had a centered sidewalk with 2 large domed shaped cedar bushes at the entrance from the street sidewalk. The house faced the east with the driveway on the south side. There was a fire-hydron where the driveway met the street. I can remember, as a small child, climbing up on that 3 feet high fire-hydron. On the north side of the front yard at the property line was a pecan tree, where we gather pecans on the ground every year. The back yard was so large it had 3 sections. The first secti