Black is Beautiful

I met yesterday in the metro with a group of pupils from an elementary school. They were visiting the capital, and were like any other other group of children all over the world: full of excitement, full of noise, full of joy. I took a photo of them and then I recorded the group. They got more excited, more noisy, more playful. All of them were Afro-Americans and really beautiful, as any kids of their age. A slogan came into my mind, Black is Beautiful: yes, kids were really beautiful and beautiful was their nonchalance.






(Washington, District of Columbia)