The Autobiography of Malcolm X: As Told to Alex Haley

for as long as the first insurance money lasted, we did all right. Wilfred, who was a pretty stable fellow, began to act older t ...

potatoes and fruit, and cans of all kinds of things, our mother obviously hated to accept. We really couldn't understand. What I ...

went with them to church. She was always trying to help anybody she could, visiting anyone she heard was sick, carrying them som ...

was forever in some book. Before long, my mother spent much time with the Adventists. It's my belief that what mostly influenced ...

could call a profession. But the man, big and black, looked something like my father. I can remember his name, but there's no ne ...

heart of the Negro community, and a few white kids were there, but Big Boy didn't mix much with any of our schoolmates, and I di ...

She stared at me. She didn't know who I was. Her mind, when I tried to talk, to reach her, was somewhere else. I asked, "Mama, d ...

People praised Philbert as a natural boxer. I figured that since we belonged to the same family, maybe I would become one, too. ...

I guess I must have had some vague idea that if I didn't have to go to school, I'd be allowed to stay on with the Gohannases and ...

It was the same with the other white people, most of them local politicians, when they would come visiting the Swerlins. One of ...

after me to join this or head up that-the debating society, the Junior High basketball team, or some other extracurricular activ ...

sometimes their own sisters. They would tell me that they'd already had the girls themselves- including their sisters-or that th ...

Reginald and I, after my fighting fiasco, had finally gotten back on good terms. It made me feel great to visit him and Wesley o ...

talking, and Ella had everything in hand, and we left with all of us feeling better than we ever had about the circumstances. I ...

time. The white people-classmates, the Swerlins, the people at the restaurant where I worked-noticed the change. They said, "You ...

I drew away from white people. I came to class, and I answered when called upon. It became a physical strain simply to sit in Mr ...

All praise is due to Allah that I went to Boston when I did. If I hadn't, I'd probably still be a brainwashed black Christian. C ...

dwellers were in Ella's category-Southern strivers and scramblers, and West Indian Negroes, whom both the New Englanders and the ...

young people my age" who were to be seen in the Townsend Drugstore two blocks from her house, and a couple of other places. But ...

I never told Shorty-and he never suspected-that he was about ten years older than I. He took us to be about the same age. At fir ...