This was just part of the culture I grew up with. On the contrary, a lot of my peers had names such as: Few peers surrounded me with names like: Brittney, Patrick, Amanda, Marcus, Lauren, and Darius. It begs to question: What real purpose do these type of names serve to the betterment of our community and the person? My theory is that there is a strong correlation between lines of poverty, environmental upbringing, level of education, and corporate success as it relates to the topic.Īs a black man who grew up lower-middle-class in a single-parent household in South Atlanta while attending predominately black public schools, this was not an uncommon reality. It's a constant battle not to judge a book based on its title. Our ears ring uncomfortably in mild confusion at the vibration of each syllable transmitted into our brains. We've all encountered a version of these foreign-sounding words before. " Well, it is very nice to meet you, "Guntrisha." Taken aback but with a smile on her face, she walks out the interview room and wonders, "How could her parents name her that and think it's okay?!" It must be a "black" thing.ĭon't lie. Suddenly she catches her awkward pause and stare and becomes present again.
In the middle of a conversation, a white woman thinks to herself: " Did I hear that correctly? I didn't hear what I think I heard, did I? Shoot she's not correcting herself.
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