During this time, my mother would always recommend books to me. One time my mother brought me a book with three pictures of a man, and what appeared to be his family with the title "Dreams from my Father". I am guilty of judging books by covers, I took one glance at the pale mustard colored cover and decided it wasn't a book that would fit my taste. My mother explained time and time again it was about a man who was half Kenyan and half White American. She said his speech at the Democratic National Convention was so compelling and moving that she sincerely believed that this man would be President of the United States one day.
Now, remember. It is 2004. My mother had predicted that this man would become President a full Bush-term before he even ran. I was a strange 10 year old that was interested in politics largely due to the fact that my mother was a politics junkie herself.
In 2005 the name Barack Obama was on every Chicagoan's mind. A relatively young and well spoken black man was running for Senator for the state of Illinois and this was exciting for Chicagoans. Gang related crimes and homicide in the inner city was rising, people were losing jobs and homes and faith in the government and the simple fact that this man called our difficult city his adopted home showed how much he cared.
It didn't take much for us to claim him. He was like most of us from the City of Broad Shoulders. Our families hailed from different countries and immigrated to America within the 20th century. Many of us from mixed backgrounds like he was. He wasn't born rich with a silver spoon in his mouth. He had to work hard and was raise by a single mother who was determined to educate her son and give him a good life.
Barack and his wife Michelle were seemingly average Americans that worked their way into the political arena out of sincere caring for their fellow citizens. They wanted what they worked hard for to be possible for every child born in our nation. They wanted the opportunities they had to break barriers for to be easy for younger generation African Americans and non-whites that weren't automatically granted those opportunities.
Quickly after his win for the senate seat, the momentum was undeniable. Re-runs of his speech at the 2004 Democratic National Committee and his recent campaign speeches would conquer the mainstream media.
He was riveting, his words were electrifying. Barack Obama was what this country needed to stop feeling divided. He then decided to run for President of the United States of America, despite the assumed inevitability of Clinton's win. The media repeatedly said he had a lack of experience. He was a rookie senator from Illinois, yet Barack Obama was making amazing almost unbelievable gains in the polls.
We all know how this story ends. The young inspiring Presidential Candidate I knew as an 8th grader grew tired. His hair turned gray as the immense weight and pressure of the power of the Presidency hung over his head. He plugged the leak in our economy, saved jobs, saved the banks from failing, passed immense healthcare reform that no other President has done or could do since Truman. He sent a team of navy seals out to kill Americas #1 most wanted enemy within 2 years of his first Presidential term. He gave the children of illegal immigrants a chance to thrive in our nation. He released prisoners from being wrongfully detained after serving more than their deserved time. He was the first President to ever visit a jail in our country. The great late Nelson Mandela said "No one truly knows a nation until one has been inside its jails." President Barack Obama became the first President to truly know our nation in the year 2015.
President Barack Obama's legacy will gleam in future years, and as his presidency wraps up later this year I hope Americans remember what sacrifices he has made trying his best to fulfill the promises he made to us. With republicans trying to stop him from making any progress at every turn, the accomplishments he's made are something we should be grateful for.
Most importantly of all, President Barack Obama gave black kids a non-athlete non-musician role model. A black man is the leader of the free world, and it makes my heart heavy realizing I don't know when I will be able to write those words again knowing they are true once he leaves office.
Whatever President Obama decides to do with his time after presidency, I hope him and his family the best most fulfilling lives. I hope to watch this family continue on to further greatness as they are forever engrained and in the fabric of our nation's history.