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There are certain moments we will remember for the rest for our lives and for me, one of those moments is when President Barack Obama was elected. When they announced he had won, disbelief and excitement shot through me at the same time. I was waiting for the news anchor to say he was just joking. I could not believe that I helped elect the first black President of the United States of America.
I finally realized that we had done the unthinkable when Young Jeezy’s “My President is Black” started blaring from every direction. I looked out of the window and there were two large crowds gathering. One crowd was a group of sorority girls getting in their Volkswagen Bugs and Ford Mustangs and leaving campus as fast as they could. The other crowd was one that brought together people from all walks of life to celebrate a moment that few thought was possible in America; Barack Obama was president.
After running outside to join the group, we started marching around campus chanting and yelling as more and more people joined us. I am not sure how many people were out there, but I would guess it was around 500 people. After a brief run in with some people who were less than thrilled to see Obama win, we marched the night away because we had too much to celebrate. We were rejoicing for the slaves that were brought over on ships hundreds of years ago, whose bodies were stacked and the dead pushed overboard. We were praising those that were killed attempted to vote less than a century ago, people that were hung to act as deterrent for other black voters. We were commemorating those that fought during the Civil Rights Era, rights I currently enjoy. Countless people were beaten brutally, jailed and even assassinated for this day. But most importantly, we were excited for a future that could be enjoyed by everyone.
Fast-forward eights years and I am in awe of the work that President Obama has done. From marriage equality to Bin Laden, President Obama’s accomplishments speak for themselves. He has not been perfect as president, but as a person, and more specifically a black man, he is untouchable. It is like he watched all the black sitcom dads and took the best qualities and mixed them into one person.
Nothing can be written about President Obama without mentioning his family. Our first lady, the magnificent Michelle Obama, is the definition of grace and womanhood. Everybody needs a Michelle Obama, a strong beautiful woman that does more than just look good by your side. She can take the lead and has on many occasions. Together they and their two daughters provide a model that any family should try to emulate. For this reason and many others, my president will always be black.