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How It Feels To Be Colored Me Summary

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In “How It Feels to Be Colored Me” by Zora Neale Hurston, she intrigues me with her imagery, which plays in when say talks about the music and how it made her see herself in colors. “ It constricts the thorax and splits the heart with its tempo and narcotic harmonies.(...) I dance wildly inside myself; I yell within, I whoop; (...) My face is painted red and yellow and my body is painted blue.” (2) It intrigues me that she felt so proud in her skin, even when she was surrounded by (pardon me) white people. Even now, though we claim racism isn’t as bad as it was, I am still not comfortable with my skin, and it intrigues me she is. At that time, it intrigues me that she overlooks her skin color and focuses on her feelings. We should all worry

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