London Needs a Revolution

Today I went into London and there I discovered oh so many things about myself and about life in London for Africans ( I am assuming since no one is consider Black). See I leave in the outside boroughs of London , technically I don't leave in London but rather Loughton in Essex County. It is BEYOND beautiful out here! There is so much greenery and fresh air . The houses are absolutely beautiful . They run side by side parallel to black paved thin roads that run free across the hills that ascend and descend. These beautiful red brick houses seem to shine in the days sun. I am truly a countryside girl. So you could imagine my shock when I walked off the tube into the smoggy daylight of Oxford Circus , with grey buildings shooting into the sky , blocks of pavements holding the weight of the crowd. There were so many people, hundreds upon hundreds of people, all kinds of nationalities and ethnicities pacing at slow and fast paces.

As I walked through the crowded streets , seemingly upstream , rivers of people attacked me. Assuming that I should move aside, sad to say , I bumped into a few people here and there ;) Aside from the crowd the most upsetting thing to me was the numerous of African women wearing weaves , wigs , braids , perms . . . everything that could be died fried and pressed to the side. It hurt me to the core. the lack of love for Black hair that seemed to resonate through the air. I wanted to take out my braids at that very moment. I couldn't believe nor had any idea that Black women . . . more correctly African women were not as accepting of their natural hair. So I decided right then and there that London has NO IDEA what they are in store for. I'm going natural and taking all these women by storm . I am determined to get the African women of England to embrace there African- ness and naturalness. So I have A LOT of work to do .But with the Lord on my side and my determination I'm ready to take it on :D