Alexis Jasper

I felt hatred once again but not for the white but I felt I was hated like the spirit of the Ku Klux Klan was looking upon me from the gates of hell ready to strangle me by my neck and hang me. It was a really scary feeling. And I was really upset that they were Christians because what they did was not Godly. When I walked around the rest of the gallery I got happy simply because I saw the rise of Black Americans. We brought happiness to the world, I think, we made living in America fun with our music, talent, and skill. Even in the worst of times we had fun and didn’t care what white people thought or would do to us.