Black Like Me by John Howard Griffin is
written using the journal entries kept by John Griffin (a white, middle class
American from
This book was a written hit to the funny-bone; it was some what painful to read but also uniquely enjoyable. Growing up in the public school system, I learned with some regularity about the tragedies of the south up until the Civil Rights Movement. If your average high school history text book and Black Like Me were sand paper, the text book would be a quick glance over with a table sander on low and Black Like Me would be an hour long elbow-greasing with a piece of thick grained sand paper. Where the text book provides a technical, factual covering of the facts of pre-Civil Rights south, Griffin's book is one man's well written accounts of a black man's every day experiences.
Some of the people
he met and the things he saw made me wince with pitty, and I frequently found
myself feeling shameful for the things my race has done. I couldn't help but feel partially
responsible for the horrendous treatment of my fellow man. On the other hand, it was a real page
turner.
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