Jacqueline Woodson - It'll be scary sometimes lyrics

My great-great-grandfather on my father's side was born free in Ohio, 1832. Built his home and farmed his land, then dug coal when the farming wasn't enough. Fought hard in the war. His name in stone now on the Civil War Memorial: William J. Woodson United States Colored Troops, Union, Company B 5th Regt. A long time dead but living still among the other soldiers on that monument in Washington, D.C. His son was sent to Nelsonville lived with an aunt William Woodson the only brown boy in an all-white school. You'll face this in your life someday, my mother will tell us over and over again. A moment when you walk into a room and no one there is like you. It'll be scary sometimes. But think of William Woodson and you'll be all right.