On September 23, 2005, a black male was born in St. Louis, Missouri, and my parents named me Jerrel Sibert. Growing up I was a pretty privileged black kid who always had a lot of toys and entertainment. So I never knew the issues that were going on around me in my own city, like today’s news headlines: “A sad day for the Brown family” or “Young black male shot in his car for getting his ID.”
I was concerned, so I asked my mom, “What does all of this mean?” She explained it to me, and all I could say was: “Why?” Read more here.