In simple terms, resistance can be considered as opposition to something, resistance, taking an aggressive stand or willingness to fight, etc. It can be a person, a situation or even a thing. Resistance is present in our daily lives, whether we realize it or not. During an argument, you might decide to remain silent, not because you accept or agree with what the other person is saying, but because you hope that your silence will end the conversation – in that situation, silence is a form of resistance. As humans, we naturally resist unpleasant or unwanted situations. Over the past few weeks, I have learned a lot of new and interesting things about black history. However, what shocked me the most was the subject of slavery, not its existence but its brutality. I always knew that slavery was a terrible and life-changing time, affecting not only the generation directly involved but all generations that followed, but I had very limited knowledge of the extent of the brutality . The first eye-opening experience I had on the subject of slavery was the movie 12 Years a Slave, it was a great movie, but really difficult for me to watch. It opened my eyes to the extent of the brutality and suffering endured by enslaved Africans. Among other things, the period of slavery was defined by cultural genocide. The best way to destroy or control a people is to destroy their culture and replace it with a foreign culture (Livingston, March 6), and that is exactly what was happening. These enslaved Africans were deculturalized and made dependent on the culture of their captors. Cultural resistance was their response. It is defined as the conservation, creation, and use of culture to inspire and support the fight for the f...... middle of paper ......ings that enslaved Africans did if you lived at such a time. I believe that what sustained them in their struggle for redemption was hope, this hope allowed them to see the light at the end of the tunnel. One of my favorite quotes says: “As long as there is life, there is hope” – Cicero. As long as they were alive, there was always the possibility of change. Things couldn't get worse and if they couldn't get worse, they could only get better. Finally, I am very grateful that the people persevered and fought tirelessly until they gained their freedom. The beauty of the situation is that they not only won their freedom, but they also won our freedom, yours and mine. It is thanks to them that we can walk the streets today without fear of being taken from the streets and reduced to slavery at any moment. So yeah, I'm really grateful..