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On a bleak October morning after the haze of the British summer wears off, we hit black history month, or if you’re in America then it’s an icy February morning, coincidentally the shortest month of the year. The month dedicated to celebrating black excellence, history and achievements, but in all honestly a month set aside to gawk at the minority and ‘educate’ students about how amazing the British were in ending slavery.

Black history month does not serve its purpose, which is to educate people and to celebrate together about the achievements of black people, this though needs more than just a measly thirty-one days, the irony is to be inclusive by decking the streets with Rastafarian flags and colours, and shout inclusivity until November the first when Christmas is smacked in your face and prying open your pockets. A month dedicated to all what black people had to go through to be seen as more than just bodies to destroy with labour, and people that can be bought and sold. Bodies that were confined in boats, lined in their own fluids until they couldn’t make it anymore, bodies that were used for the benefit of one but not many, bodies used that built Britain, France, Spain, America, Portugal and the Netherlands. All have benefited from the highest levels using slaves, most of these countries can offer their citizens free health care, have comprehensive programmes for asylum seekers, can offer those that need help benefits so they don’t have to work/can still live while looking for work.

One month does not fully capsulated the fight, the work and the effort of black people on a day-to-day basis, the struggles and the troubles in which they have managed to rise from. The impacts of slavery effect how society functions day to day the racism and microaggressions, the taught behaviours from parents and guardians, the suppression of one’s true self because, you’re aggressive, or you act too white or too black.

One month doesn’t explain the changing of ethnic names to easy to digest/ spell as so to not be disregarded before even having a chance, the act of manipulating and damaging natural hair to please and appease, to look more professional.  The want to assimilate into culture so badly until you have lost a sense of identity.

Black history is everything we have built and everything we continue to fight for and not be washed off the side of the street or advertisements changed out at midnight but for it to be a legacy taught and celebrated alongside all other achievements, if white history is every day, so is all history.

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Savanna Pryce

Brighton '24

Hello, my name is Savanna. I am a student at the University of Brighton studying for an undergraduate in linguistics. I am originally from London in which I was born and raised! I have a lot of passion for the arts and culture, as well as creative writing/reading, languages and politics. I currently write as a creative outlet but I have decided to share my ideas with the world, as well as creating a safe space for women like me who have might have not had the easiest routes into education (shout out to all the dyslexics out there!). Through my time in early education I wasn't aware of my dyslexia, making me and my teachers confused on why I wasn't able to learn at the same pace as the other students in my class. It didn't effect my confidence as I was always creative, but I started to see how it effected me as I got onto my A-levels. I'd love to allow women to feel empowered in their education even though they often go undiagnosed! As well as women of colour as we often never get diagnosed. Aside, I hope you have fun reading my articles, and find some understanding of how other people might approach education.