Barack_Obama]_Dreams_from_My_Father__A_Story_of_R
“This is it,” I said. “What?” “We just found ourselves an issue.” As soon as we got back to the Gardens, we drafted a letter to ...
in my self-congratulatory mood, imagined taking the leadership downtown to sit down with Harold and discuss the fate of the city ...
instance, sitting in Mrs. Crenshaw’s kitchen one afternoon, gulping down the burned cookies she liked to force on me every time ...
had ended up, as Mona put it, so “country-fied,” or, most puzzling to them, why anyone would willingly choose to spend a winter ...
Ruby nodded and put the book inside her purse. “That’s nice of you, Barack. I’m sure he will.” Then, abruptly, she stood up and ...
from people; without such honesty, it easily degenerated into vague exhortation. Perhaps with more self-esteem fewer blacks woul ...
could get a straight answer out of him, and anyway, I figured that we might be able to use an ally in what was proving to be a s ...
white munificence. We could tell this country where it was wrong, I would tell myself and any black friends who would listen, wi ...
measures, and for many blacks, times were chronically desperate. If nationalism could create a strong and effective insularity, ...
something about the difficulty that faced any black business-the barriers to entry, the lack of finance, the leg up that your co ...
was unique to black politicians or to black nationalists-Ronald Reagan was doing quite well with his brand of verbal legerdemain ...
don’t tell a soul she’s dancing on beer cans and shingles... As she spoke, the other women slowly came to life, a chorus of many ...
I PULLED INTO THE AIRPORT parking lot at a quarter past three and ran to the terminal as fast as I could. Panting for breath, I ...
She shook her head. “I’m not tired. Let me go with you.” “You’ll feel better if you take a nap.” She said, “Agh, Barack! I see y ...
“Anyway, one weekend she invited me to her family’s country house. The parents were there, and they were very nice, very graciou ...
sensed we couldn’t go any further until we opened up the subject. I made us some tea and Auma began to tell me about the Old Man ...
more serious. President Kenyatta was from the largest tribe, the Kikuyus. The Luos, the second largest tribe, began to complain ...
then we would have a proper family. But you weren’t with him when he returned, and Roy and I were left to deal with him by ourse ...
his life, do I think he was maybe beginning to change. The last time I saw him, he was on a business trip, representing Kenya at ...
been present to foil the image, because I hadn’t seen what perhaps most men see at some point in their lives: their father’s bod ...
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