One of my history teachers in middle school was huge on projects like that:
Write a rap song about your chosen African history subject
Build a sandcastle using what you learned about castles
Go and literally barter with beans for vegetables I brought in in a mock Incan marketplace
And I still remember that better than college courses I took. I still remember the day we had to start Standardized Test prep (which forced a textbook reading instruction set on her with no allowed deviation) and how absolutely miserable it made her and us.
One of my history teachers in middle school was huge on projects like that:
And I still remember that better than college courses I took. I still remember the day we had to start Standardized Test prep (which forced a textbook reading instruction set on her with no allowed deviation) and how absolutely miserable it made her and us.
Hype song for the Rhodesian mercenary forces capping commie jogger Africans incoming.
Work the rhyme wacky/khakis in there somewhere please.
Dats raciss.
And yet to this day I still know most of the story of Mansa Musa, something 99% of blacks do not.