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CHAPTER NIGHTMARE When my mother was pregnant with me she told me later a party of hooded Ku Klux Klan riders galloped up to our home in Omaha Nebraska one night Surrounding the house brandishing their shotguns and rifles they shouted for my father to come out My mother went to the front door and opened it Standing where they could see her pregnant condition she told them that she was alone with her three small children and that my father was away preaching in Milwaukee The Klansmen shouted threats and warnings at her that we had better get out of town because the good Christian white people were not going to stand for my fathers spreading trouble among the good Negroes of Omaha with the back to Africa preachings of Marcus Garvey My father the Reverend Earl Little was a Baptist minister a dedicated organizer for Marcus Aurelius Garveys UNIA Universal Negro Improvement Association With the help of such disciples as my father Garvey from his headuarters in New York Citys Harlem was raising the banner of black race purity and exhorting the Negro masses to return to their ancestral African homelanda cause which had made Garvey the most controversial black man on earth Still shouting threats the Klansmen finally spurred their horses and galloped around the house shattering every window pane with their gun butts Then they rode off into the night their torches flaring as suddenly as they had come My father was enraged when he returned He decided to wait until I was bornwhich would be soonand then the family would move I am not sure why he made this decision for he was not a frightened Negro as most then were and many still are today My father was a big six foot four very black man He had only one eye How he had lost the other one I have never known He was from Reynolds Georgia where he had left school after the third or maybe fourth grade He believed as did Marcus Garvey that freedom independence and self respect could never be achieved by the Negro in America and that therefore the Negro should leave America to the white man and return to his African land of origin Among the reasons my father had decided to risk and dedicate his life to help disseminate this philosophy among his people was that he had seen four of his six brothers die by violence three of them killed by white men including one by lynching What my father could not know then was that of the remaining three including himself only one my Uncle Jim would die in bed of natural causes Northern white police were later to shoot my Uncle Oscar And my father was finally himself to die by the white mans hands It has always been my belief that I too will die by violence.
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I have done all that I can to be prepared I was my fathers seventh child He had three children by a previous marriageElla Earl and Mary who lived in Boston He had met and married my mother in Philadelphia where their first child my oldest full brother Wilfred was born They moved from Philadelphia to Omaha where Hilda and then Philbert were born I was next in line My mother was twenty eight when I was born on May in an Omaha hospital Then we moved to Milwaukee where Reginald was born From infancy he had some kind of hernia condition which was to handicap him physically for the rest of his life Louise Little my mother who was born in Grenada in the British West Indies looked like a white woman Her father was white She had straight black hair and her accent did not sound like a Negros Of this white father of hers I know nothing except her shame about it I remember hearing her say she was glad that she had never seen him It was of course because of him that I got my reddish brown mariny color of skin and my hair of the same color I was the lightest child in our family Out in the world later on in Boston and New York I was among the millions of Negroes who were insane enough to feel that it was some kind of status symbol to be light complexionedthat one was actually fortunate to be born thus But still later I learned to hate every drop of that white rapists blood that is in me Our family stayed only briefly in Milwaukee for my father wanted to find a place where he could raise our own food and perhaps build a business The teaching of Marcus Garvey stressed becoming independent of the white man We went next for some reason to Lansing Michigan My father bought a house and soon as had been his pattern he was doing freelance Christian preaching in local Negro Baptist churches and during the week he was roaming about spreading word of Marcus Garvey He had begun to lay away savings for the store he had always wanted to own when as always some stupid local Uncle Tom Negroes began to funnel stories about his revolutionary beliefs to the local white people This time the get out of town threats came from a local hate society called The Black Legion They wore black robes instead of white Soon nearly everywhere my father went Black Legionnaires were reviling him as an uppity nigger for wanting to own a store for living outside the Lansing Negro district for spreading unrest and dissention among the good niggers As in Omaha my mother was pregnant again this time with my youngest sister Shortly after Yvonne was born came the nightmare night in my earliest vivid memory I remember being suddenly snatched awake into a frightening confusion. Wild Storm Derrick Storm 5 youngest sister Shortly after Yvonne was born came the nightmare night in my earliest vivid memory I remember being suddenly snatched awake into a frightening confusion.
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Of pistol shots and shouting and smoke and flames My father had shouted and shot at the two white men who had set the fire and were running away Our home was burning down around us We were lunging and bumping and tumbling all over each other trying to escape My mother with the baby in her arms just made it into the yard before the house crashed in showering sparks I remember we were outside in the night in our underwear crying and yelling our heads off The white police and firemen came and stood around watching as the house burned down to the ground My father prevailed on some friends to clothe and house us temporarily then he moved us into another house on the outskirts of East Lansing In those days Negroes werent allowed after dark in East Lansing proper Theres where Michigan State University is located I related all of this to an audience of students when I spoke there in January and had the first reunion in a long while with my younger brother Robert who was there doing postgraduate studies in psychology I told them how East Lansing harassed us so much that we had to move again this time two miles out of town into the country This was where my father built for us with his own hands a four room house This is where I really begin to remember thingsthis home where I started to grow up After the fire I remember that my father was called in and uestioned about a permit for the pistol with which he had shot at the white men who set the fire I remember that the police were always dropping by our house shoving things around just checking or looking for a gun The pistol they were looking forwhich they never found and for which they wouldnt issue a permitwas sewed up inside a pillow My fathers rifle and his shotgun though were right out in the open everyone had them for hunting birds and rabbits and other gameMalcolm Xs autobiography seemed to offer something different His repeated acts of self creation spoke to me the blunt poetry of his words his unadorned insistence on respect promised a new and uncompromising order martial in its discipline forged through sheer force of willBarack Obama Dreams from My FatherExtraordinarya brilliant painful important book The New York TimesA great bookIts dead level honesty its passion its exalted purpose will make it stand as a monument to the most painful truth The Nation The most important book Ill ever read it changed the way I thought it changed the way I acted It has given me courage I didnt know I had inside me Im one of hundreds of thousands whose lives were changed for the betterSpike LeeThis book will have a permanent place in the literature of the Afro American struggleI F Ston.