Posted on Nov 9, 2023
I grew up in Texas. My Indigenous identity was erased
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Capt Gregory Prickett "Growing up in Texas as a brown kid I often asked myself: "Am I Black or white?" Like many others, I struggled to fit into the racial boxes we were assigned.
The roots of this dilemma can be traced back to the flawed history lessons we received in classrooms and beyond. For example, my history teacher declared that anyone from Texas had to be white, erasing the existence of Indigenous people and their contributions".
The roots of this dilemma can be traced back to the flawed history lessons we received in classrooms and beyond. For example, my history teacher declared that anyone from Texas had to be white, erasing the existence of Indigenous people and their contributions".
I grew up in Texas. My Indigenous identity was erased
Posted from newsweek.com
Native Americans
State of Texas
Culture
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American History
Posted 6 mo ago
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Texas, while it was still a Republic under President Lamar, had a policy of driving all Indians out of Texas, basically pushing them to Oklahoma (Kiowa, Comanche, etc) or New Mexico (Apache, some pueblo tribes). The view of Texas and Texans has never really changed.
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PO1 William "Chip" Nagel
..."I knew my family had been in what is now considered Texas for longer than our history had been recorded. This awareness was passed down through the rich narratives shared by my great-grandmother.
According to her stories, our roots extend into Texas, after which we ventured south of the border into Mexico, seeking deeper connections with the land, culture and community.
Growing up, I remember our community festivals, holidays and markets had traditional music, dance, and food. Most of my memories of being young play to the beat of our traditional music that has transcended time.
These gatherings were more than just occasions; they were living expressions of our identity, forging connections across generations and reaffirming the unbreakable bond that ties us to our roots."...
..."I knew my family had been in what is now considered Texas for longer than our history had been recorded. This awareness was passed down through the rich narratives shared by my great-grandmother.
According to her stories, our roots extend into Texas, after which we ventured south of the border into Mexico, seeking deeper connections with the land, culture and community.
Growing up, I remember our community festivals, holidays and markets had traditional music, dance, and food. Most of my memories of being young play to the beat of our traditional music that has transcended time.
These gatherings were more than just occasions; they were living expressions of our identity, forging connections across generations and reaffirming the unbreakable bond that ties us to our roots."...
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