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Words have power.
Malcom X believes in the power of word, of action, of triumph. The minister believes that even guys like him can be successful, important, recognized in the community. It's true. After all, he's got a new job, he doesn't have to run the streets, he's better than that now. The money is great, so are the hours, and he feels like he has a purpose, he's never felt like that before. His boss his just like him, it's much better than working for Mr. Pryor, who even though he might like to deny it, thinks he is better than him.
He's heard him speak twice, he's read everything he can get his hands on. Ahmad Iman, that's Willy Johnson, gives sermons on the street corners, hoping to show young men how they can make a difference for their race.
He was glad that Sam came with him to Harlem. He saw the glow and amazement in his eyes, the excitement building up inside him as he shook hands with and talked to all the other men waiting in line. Men just like them, facing the same struggles, understanding the same feelings, wanting the same outcome, believing in Malcom and his word.
Uncle Henry will come around. He's not thinking clearly right now, he goes into his room and stares at Aunt Gwen's picture for hours. He never pays attention to Angela, and the only time he talks to Sam is when he's lecturing him to not listen to the Muslims.
At night, when Nathan finishes reading the latest news article on his new hero, he wonders where he himself came from, what his ancestors were like. They weren't Walkers, they were different, with a different culture, a different belief system, they seem so far away but it's like he can feel them when he listens to Malcom speak.
He has direction now, motivation to work harder than ever before. He's not doing it just for his family, it's for his race, for the movement, following the path that Malcom X has set before him, no matter what.
Words have power.
Malcom X believes in the power of word, of action, of triumph. The minister believes that even guys like him can be successful, important, recognized in the community. It's true. After all, he's got a new job, he doesn't have to run the streets, he's better than that now. The money is great, so are the hours, and he feels like he has a purpose, he's never felt like that before. His boss his just like him, it's much better than working for Mr. Pryor, who even though he might like to deny it, thinks he is better than him.
He's heard him speak twice, he's read everything he can get his hands on. Ahmad Iman, that's Willy Johnson, gives sermons on the street corners, hoping to show young men how they can make a difference for their race.
He was glad that Sam came with him to Harlem. He saw the glow and amazement in his eyes, the excitement building up inside him as he shook hands with and talked to all the other men waiting in line. Men just like them, facing the same struggles, understanding the same feelings, wanting the same outcome, believing in Malcom and his word.
Uncle Henry will come around. He's not thinking clearly right now, he goes into his room and stares at Aunt Gwen's picture for hours. He never pays attention to Angela, and the only time he talks to Sam is when he's lecturing him to not listen to the Muslims.
At night, when Nathan finishes reading the latest news article on his new hero, he wonders where he himself came from, what his ancestors were like. They weren't Walkers, they were different, with a different culture, a different belief system, they seem so far away but it's like he can feel them when he listens to Malcom speak.
He has direction now, motivation to work harder than ever before. He's not doing it just for his family, it's for his race, for the movement, following the path that Malcom X has set before him, no matter what.
