The ten years that follow youth, the years when first the realization comes that life is leading somewhere,—these were the years that passed after I left my little school.
W.E.B. Du Bois: “The ten years that follow youth, the years when first the realization comes that life is leading somewhere,—these were…”
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Du Bois shares a pivotal moment in life when he began to understand the direction and purpose of his journey after leaving school.
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He simply wishes to make it possible for a man to be both a Negro and an American, without being cursed and spit upon by his fellows, without having the doors of Opportunity closed roughly in his face.
After the Egyptian and Indian, the Greek and Roman, the Teuton and Mongolian, the Negro is a sort of seventh son, born with a veil, and gifted with second-sight in this American world,—a world which yields him no true self-consciousness…
Away back in the days of bondage they thought to see in one divine event the end of all doubt and disappointment; few men ever worshipped Freedom with half such unquestioning faith as did the American Negro for two centuries.
The history of the American Negro is the history of this strife,—this longing to attain self-conscious manhood, to merge his double self into a better and truer self.