Growing up AA, I didnt know many blacks of Carribbean or African descent. I was told African men will get you pregnant and go back to Africa on you, African women are mean to AA women and Caribbean people steal. (Fast forward to hs, when the Haitian girl I thought was my bestie stole from me endlessly and would wear the stolen goods to school.)
As a young adult, I used to roll tough with a Haitian girl (not the aforementioned thief) and a Nigerian girl. We had a falling out about something early 20-something women fight over (not a man or anything serious) and they double teamed me with, "we're not descended from slaves."
I had never thought of them as anything more or less than other Black people. Learning about their traditions was fascinating. Needless to say, with an attack on my lineage, I never spoke to either of them again. I was SO HURT--If Haiti/Nigeria are so great and make you better than me/Blacks descended from slaves, why are you here benefitting from being black? Why are you in an AA sorority?
Upon moving to NYC and realizing that among the black people I met there, as an AA, I was in the minority, I heard many, mannny, different versions of the aforementioned theme. It was sickening. At this point, I'll admit, I'm friendly to everyone, and LOVE things like the WI Day parade, but if non-American black people even start with any **** about AAs, my claws come out.