ションダ・ライムズのインスタグラム(shondarhimes) - 6月5日 07時18分

As a very young child, I remember sitting beside my father on the shag carpet in the family room of our suburban home watching Muhammad Ali in the boxing ring on TV. My father is a slight quiet gentle man, one of the world's early computer geeks. But when Ali had a Rumble in the Jungle and a Thrilla in Manilla, my gentle dad would ball his hands into fighting fists and involuntarily box the air, throwing punches in sync with Ali. Together we chanted "Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee!" And we cheered as loud as a whole crowd when Ali won. I knew my father thought Ali was important. "He fought the government for his right to object the war and won. They tried to knock him down but you can't knock Ali down," said my military veteran Dad would carefully explain to me. It wasn't until much later that I actually understood what he trying to tell that 4 year old girl on the shag carpet: that Ali was defiantly a proud confident black MAN in a world that wanted a fearful powerless colored boy. That Ali wasn't just fighting in the ring, Ali was fighting in life. And life's prize wasn't a championship belt. The prize was the respect all Black men deserve as human beings walking this planet. Those fights were much harder than any Rumble in the Jungle. Ali was not a hero. (Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee!) Ali was a superhero. #ripmuhammadali

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