How It Feels To Be Colored Me

I loved this essay. Hurston's attitude is positive and her tone is humorous. She tweaks the language to bring a smile to the reader's face, even in a controversial topic. I almost laughed out loud when she was talking about how she is constantly reminded that she is the granddaughter of slaves, and she responds that: "The operation was successful and the patient is doing very well, thank you."

Hurtston is neither overly aware or unaware of her color. She simply is. Sometimes, her heritage shines through. The throbbing scene she describes of listening to jazz with a white man exemplifies this. But above all, she is human, and that is what matters--she accepts and celebrates her culture, but she is not tied down by it.