Dreams from My Father: A Story of Race and Inheritance

Barack Obama is just sprouting his wings as a U.S. Senator from Illinois. And with this guy's talent for writing and speaking, as far as I'm concerned, he's probably the shiniest up-and-coming bright star for the Democrat party yet. But Obama need not worry if he chooses to walk away from a political career anytime in the near future, because he's a lawyer. The guy is sharp as a razor, and probably one of the best writers of non-fiction that I've had the pleasure to read, if not the best. Obama took a true story and wrote like it was fiction. Now that takes talent in my book. So if nothing else, he could set his mind to just writing books and make a pretty good living. If he remains on the political scene for very long, no doubt he'll have some great writing material. Unfortunately, I missed Obama's keynote address at the Democratic National Convention. Too bad, too, because after reading his speech at the end of this book, I'd have enjoyed hearing every word of it, I'm sure. The guy is a gifted speaker, has a way with words that's his very own style, and appears to care deeply for his people. Let's hope, as he's said and written, that his deep concern for helping others can, and will, extend to all races...as it should.The reviews that have already been written about Obama's book pretty well explain its content, except for the negative reviews which were only a few. And after reading some of those negative reviews, makes one think they were written by some neo-cons that view Obama as a threat to the present reigning political party. And with good cause, because Obama will go as far as his heart desires no matter what his future endeavors might be.I'm for Barack Obama whether he's writing a book, practicing law, or running for President of the United States.

Favorite book I’ve read this year! Obama is a great story teller and I look forward to reading more of his books.

Yes, I was able to peek into Kenya's complicated history, but even more importantly, into the soul of the greatest President of all time. The complex family and equally dense culture, along with Barry's reactions, questions, and conclusions, help me to understand what makes this man great.

Very interesting. The book is broken up into three parts. The first part deals with Barack Obama's childhood in Hawaii and Indonesia. His life is normal except for the part about his missing father. His grandparents are down to earth people who are there for him in his childhood. His mother is a free spirit which makes her leave Hawaii and live in Indonesia with her new husband. Obama's life in both Hawaii and Indonesia is not exactly idyllic. I liked how even though he has idealized his father when all is said and done he acknowledges who really raised and reared him. The second a part of the book takes place in Chicago. Here Obama is a community activist trying to make thing better. It is so sad how easy it is to get demoralized and I loved that Obama did not try to paint a better picture of his years living in Chicago. When Obama gets accepted to Harvard, he decides to finally visit the land of his father Kenya. This section of the book was fascinating. Again, Obama does not try to paint a picture of a perfect land but you can feel that love of Obama for Kenya.

Already an admirer, my respect for Barack Obama grew immensely while reading this book. Not only is he a skilled and gifted writer, he’s also a storyteller with a mind for details and flair for engaging the reader. His descriptions of an African dawn: “To the east, the sky lightens above a black grove of trees, deep blue, then orange, hen creamy yellow. The clouds lose their purple tint slowly, then dissipate, leaving behind a single star. As we pull out of camp, we see a caravan of giraffe, their long necks at a common slant, seemingly black before the rising red sun, strange marking against an ancient sky.”It’s a book about race, yes, but it’s also about family, inheritance, culture, background and how those factors (and more) combine to make us who we are. While most people know Obama’s father was Kenyan and his mother an American from Kansas, most don’t know that much about how they met and later parted ways, his Indonesian stepfather, his white grandparents, Toot and Gramps, with whom he lived in Hawaii during his youth….I’m no biographer, but I do know that Obama’s life was much more complicated than mine.“How?” ran like a thread through each chapter I read. How does a person develop the strength, capacity, confidence, and character to serve as the President of the United States? It’s an office available to only one person at a time and one that had never been open to a person of color. Learning about his experiences with his family of orientation, especially his grandparents, his time in Indonesia, his college years, the devoted years as a community organizer, and his time spent in Kenya becoming acquainted with brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles, and a grandparent added some answers to pieces to the puzzle.What the book did was remind me once again of how many ways there are to live, love, and serve as we navigate our ways through life. There are no shortcuts to excellence.

Do not read this book as a source of information about the life of Obama. Read Rising Star for that.Rising Star is a factual account. Dreams is a fictional account. Compare and contrast.The following are just some comments on his book.Mr. Obama paints himself as an alienated black youth and a black nationalist in Dreams. In Rising Star, the story is very, very different. He had no black identity growing up. He invented one for himself when he was an adult. It was done for political purposes.The people who raised him, after his father left him and his mother sent him away, his white grandparents, are described constantly in very unflattering terms. These are the people who help to save him from the typical fate of a child of a single mother. He disrespected them in Dreams to show his disrespect for whiteness.His Kenyan family, described in long detail, is an embarrassment. His father is a caricature of a back male jerk well known to every American. When this blowhard was the only black at the U. of Hawaii, he seemed exotic, exotic enuf to knock up an inexperienced, virginal, introverted social misfit white girl taking a Russian class.Our post racial President uses the words white, black, or race on almost every page of his book.His entire book is about victimhood. Only white people are not victims. He is sure he is a victim because he is part black but has trouble explaining why. The behavior of his father would be the place to start looking for the explanation.In Kenya he and his 1/2 sister complain when the open air vendor charges him the "white' price for an item. Obama was quite pleased that he could get the native price. Part of his newly acquired cultural heritage. An hour later they leave a restaurant in righteous indignation when the black Kenyan waiters ignore them in favor of waiting on a table of white guests. His 1/2 sister screamed at the waiter. Obama blamed the whites because victimhood. I am not making this up.This book was part of Mr. Obama's campaign to adopt a black cultural identity, which included dumping his white girlfriends and marrying Michelle. In his book, his white girlfriends are compressed into one and get about one short paragraph. Since he went with two serious white girlfriends for about 5 years, I think, they were his most important female relations in his entire life (excepting his mother), but he wrote them out of his biography. His mother doesn't get much print space, either.That this racist poseur became the US president is a blot on our history.

I liked the persistent & stubborn self-awareness of the main character, called Barry by his family & friends, who ostensibly needed to recognize & consent or accept his inner emotional self for a multitude of conflicting cultural reasons, as someone he might like to know & learn to love, in perpetual pursuit of his chosen life’s work – in the profoundly thorough (1995) book by the not yet President of the United States, Barack Obama entitled, Dreams from My Father – A Story of Race and Inheritance.I had to often remind myself while I read the book that I shouldn’t think about the penultimate conclusion, or that this was a precursor & not yet the actual or final ending to this young man’s remarkable legacy, in the many years before he became President in 2009, almost 15 years after the book was written in 1995, but the idea of a super-star status was never mentioned as even a possible pipe-dream in his Memoir.I like Mr. Obama that much better now, as just a regular guy after reading his 1st of 2 books, since I have never met the man aka POTUS (President of the United States) in-person & can only surmise his current character from watching him intermittently in the news on TV; still a dream of mine for the past 8 years while he has been in residence in the White House, mostly just to shake his hand & offer some hopefully sensible utterances with regard to my admiration & gratitude, as well as some polite & respective well-wishes for his post-presidential profession. While this book review is a pre-production preparation for a letter I plan to write to the President, just to let him know that he will certainly be missed, in my estimation, after the election this year (in 2016) - but then again that’s another story.I’d like to think I can identify with Mr. Obama’s journey of self-discovery, on some level, because I too am tall & have always felt or been told by others that I am thereby different & something I needed to fix in my apparently awkward state-of-affairs, by fearful, if not exasperated mindsets, who seem to rely on regulation labels before they can proceed with the uniform business at-hand. And the fact that Mr. Obama is smarter than most, helped & sometimes hindered his ability to find an easier way to answer his personal questions about race & inheritance, or whatever professional roles he was academically qualified for or subconsciously restricted by society to pursue.I liked his adamant persistence to find an acceptable answer to every problem he needed to solve. Although, I was not so patient with the community service line-item on his resume, especially at the Altgeld Gardens Public Housing development in Chicago, since I didn’t have the required patience needed to wait so long for worrisome people to help themselves confront the elected powers that be, in order to fix something in a state of historic disrepair that should have been a foregone conclusion of sorts, or a regular procedure of anticipatory repairs. In other words, the owners of the Altgeld Gardens should have audited their property regularly for any subsequent repairs, in my adolescent opinion.I waited albeit virtually & altogether impatiently with Barry in the background while he admirably engaged with everyone & anyone involved, in order to kick-start the up-keep, but nobody cared apparently, as much as Barry was a complete stranger on a mission of self-help who seemed more compelled to get the job done than the careless or too careful local residents. I immediately wanted to start fixing imaginary broken stuff around the place, while we waited infinitum for the city emissaries, so snug & secure in their suits & ties to make a better-late-then-never & last-minute appearance, just to cut a regulation ribbon to start the overdue removal process of the unseen & imaginatively bizarre amount of dangerous asbestos from so many kids’ hazardous bedrooms.However, Mr. Obama achieved what he had set out to do on his vision quest of sorts (picked a profession & found a job & followed-thru in pursuit of self-satisfaction) & he also discovered another more apparent avenue of interest to explore (at Harvard), which may not have happened had he not chosen to live in Chicago, in the first place, all within the fantastic status of a particular predicament aka within the altercation of the Altgeld Gardens situation.As Barry says in the book; ‘The continuing struggle to align word & action, our heartfelt desires with a workable plan – didn’t self-esteem finally depend on just this? It was that belief which had led me into organizing....’Another favorite line about what I consider the opposite of arrogance when Barry concedes to the moment at-hand & unquestioningly gives attention to a wider unknown audience apart from himself & somewhere out there in the unknown universe, which parenthetically made me suddenly twitch as I realized something comparable, in my shaky effort to stop & persuasively think about what might also be the woeful matter...

A very normal, White American couple, by all accounts, typical midwesterners, start out in Kansas. The couple has an only child in a daughter, who, it seems from the start was rather unconventional. Eventually, the couple migrates to Hawaii. The daughter goes off to college and is entranced by a fellow African student, a brilliant man by the name of Barack Obama. The two fall in love at a time when interracial marriages were still outlawed in at least one American state. What is even more remarkable is that the parents of the young lady accept their new son-in-law, wishing the best for him and his new wife. The couple has a son and name him after the father. Though the son is technically “bi-racial,” the “one drop rule” of American society does not recognize that categorization, since any person with at least “one drop” of African blood in one's veins is ruled as Black. Interestingly, this child, the product of an African man and an American White woman, is by any true definition, genuinely African-American, a unique Black male in America who does not have slavery as a legacy in his genealogical heritage. When his father abandons his family, the young man struggles for his identity, combing great literature in search of who he is. He finds some comfort in the respect and intelligence of Malcolm X, but shies away from Malcolm's critique of his White ancestry. He goes to live with his mother in Indonesia, just one of the many symbolic cosmopolitan feathers that he will eventually have in his cap. His father haunts his dreams, and reappears for a brief period when he is age 10. He does ok, after a brief teenage experimentation with drugs, landing at a college in Los Angeles. Before he knows it, he can say that he has lived in the 3 largest cities in America, after transferring to a school in New York, and then moving onto Chicago. Everywhere he goes, he must wrestle with his unique racial ancestry, but somehow through it all, he reconciles his past to become an intelligent and strong personality, brimming with confidence. Unlike most memoirs of those who have been president, this is no “as told to” written account. Barack Obama is a very careful and brilliant crafter of words, this book written in a very sensitive and compelling lyrical style, almost as if he is telling it to you-and to you alone-across from him at a living room table. He is simply a great writer. This is an excellent book, on so many levels and is highly recommended. This book can be complemented by another, “Reality's Pen: Reflections On Family, History & Culture,” by Thomas D. Rush. Rush's book can be found right here on Amazon. In Rush's work, we get to see the “average Joe's” fascinating 1989 account of two very long conversations with what will eventually become the first African-American President in American History. It's good to get this account because it occurs long before Obama is famous, between two people just going about the daily business of their lives. What makes the interaction even more compelling is the fact that Obama innocently lays out an image of what he hopes to see occur within his romantic life, a romantic life prior to the time of his introduction to Michelle. It is oh so fascinating, and can be found in the piece on page 95 of Rush's work called, “You Never Know Who God Wants You To Meet.”

I found this book to be an interesting insight into our President's childhood and his personal self-discovery.Like many people who had an absent parent in their lives, he took the time to find out about the father he never really knew. He visited his father's homeland, meet his half-siblings and relatives and learn that his father was not the successful man of the world that he thought he was, but that he was a dreamer who saw great things for himself but suffered the failures in life that many people do. And like many, he sought solace with alcohol.Barack also had to deal with his own racial identity because most of the world uses skin color to determine the social standing of each individual. Since there was no one in his home to serve as a role model to advise him in understanding how he fits into a such a world, he had to learn it himself by personal observation and interaction with both white and black people.Like anyone else, he had to grow up experiencing all of the thoughts, feelings and confusion that teens and young adults have, to become the person they are as an adult. We each choose a path that defines our life. Barack wanted to use his skills to help others help themselves.I don't understand all of the negative remarks by people that appear to have taken every sentence in this book as proof of some conspiracy to destroy America - it's absurd! One of the other reviews even uses quotes attributed to this book that don't actually appear in the book at all (fortunately, the Kindle version allows for searching the entire book). I believe that the people who write such reviews did so without actually reading the book. Such tactics drives me further away from that side of the political spectrum.And finally, I liked Barack's grandparents. They were real people - they had faults but were good people and great grandparents. I would have enjoyed having a beer Stanley and I'm sure that Barack misses him.I gave it 4 stars because it's not a literary masterpiece but a great insight to our 44th President, written well before his presidency.

Dreams from MDreams from My Father: A Story of Race and Inheritancey Father by Barack ObamaGreat men become greater.Dreams From My Father is an autobiography written with a beauty of language that could easily be mistaken for fiction of a literary stature. Throughout the three sections -- his origins in Hawaii, his life in Chicago and his visit to Kenya -- Barack Obama's reflections shape the book with much intelligence. Dreams from his father... not quite his own dreams and not his father's dreams either.It is a book about divisions and parts and exposures to cultures: Hawaiian, American (black and white), African and Asian. And being closely knit with each. It is an understandable whole, a rich personal history.Barack Obama is born to a white American mother from Kansas and a black Kenyan father. His parents part company soon after the birth of the child. His father returns to Kenya and Barack hardly has him in his life after that. He is brought up by his mother and grandparents in Hawaii. When his mother remarries, mother and son go to live in Indonesia where he is brought up by his Indonesian stepfather. Living and attending school in Indonesia exposes him to a totally different culture and experiences. His mother sends him to America to complete high school.Soon after, he travels to Kenya, where he gets to know his father and meets his `brothers and sisters' and a horde of aunties and uncles and other relatives. On his return to America, he continues his studies and, after graduating, he goes to Chicago to work in underprivileged black communities before deciding to go to law school at Harvard.Hawaii, Indonesia, America, and Kenya give texture to his life. His exploration of his identity and understanding, his taste of a varied life of weaknesses and strengths, is written with honesty, sensitivity and openness.Barack Obama is a great writer and it is not surprising that his oratory reflects a man of conviction, and a man who is comfortable with himself.We are indeed fortunate to have such a man live amongst us and for us to be in an era where we get to read him, see him, hear him, and experience the changes he hopes to bring about.

Although originally published in 1995, this book has a new forward by then US Senator Obama and was republished in 2005. Of course, there is a second book by Senator Obama, and his record in his political campaigns and office holding, especially the campaign for US President and his words and actions in office that are part of the mosaic, and this book can no longer be reviewed as a stand alone of the person who originally wrote it in the 1990's.This review is intended to be read first, before my review of The Audacity of Hope: Thoughts on Reclaiming the American Dream (Vintage), his second book, is read. One should read these two books in that order also.In this post-9/11 world, both what is said and what is not said are equally telling.Before proceeding, every reviewer should know that I have spent over 9,000 hours studying Islam since 9/11. It was an epiphany for me. I have studied the political ideology of Islam, i.e. how Islamic beliefs and actions have affected and do affect folks while on this earth. I have not, and do not care to, study, in any depth, what I consider to be the purely religious aspects of Islam. I have put together, edited, over 3,500 pages of documentation, written over 300 pages myself, and am working on over 1,000 pages more, titled AMERABIA, about the mortal danger the USA is in of becoming an Islamist nation, in whole or in parts, well before 2100, with Michiganistan becoming the first state in the union with first a functional Islamist majority, and then an absolute majority, that will replace our MI Constitution with Sharia Law. Some members of the United States House of Representatives Anti-Terrorism Caucus, 122 members, 40 Democrats, including Rep. Sue Myrick, the Chair of the Caucus, have copies of my documentation on their credenza, and refer to the future of America by my title.The Qur'an has far more and far worse hatred of Jews, both quantitatively and qualitatively, than Mein Kampf, and the Prophet Muhammad makes Hitler seam like the nicest person you would ever want to know and have as your neighbor, as Muhammad was a prophet who was not like Jesus, but like Attila the Hun or Genghis Khan.. Islam is the single bloodiest political ideology that ever stalked this planet, killing more non-Muslims that the entire 20th century killed in total, including all those killed in war. Our own Muslims here in Michigan want Sharia Law to replace our Constitution and are having 8 or more babies per family. We also call it Dearbornistan for darn good reasons.Islam is not a race, as most Muslims are not Arabs, and there are wonderful, peaceful Christian and Jewish Arabs. Muslims can believe that Islam is a religion, but that does not mean that the rest of us should be so ignorant and believe that. Yes, there are peaceful Muslims, but will they actively oppose the Jihadists? Iraq and Afghanistan will slide backwards so fast it will make our heads spin. Will "peaceful" Muslims oppose the imposition of Sharia law? The answer in Europe and America, as well as Islamist lands, is no.England, Russia, Austria, and perhaps some other European countries, plus Canada and some South American countries, will have Islamist majorities around the middle of this century, and will be almost totally Islamist before the end of this century. Whether one calls it WW III, and whether that occurs before, during or after our own 2nd Civil War, we, the USA, are in mortal danger of becoming an Islamist country also, albeit, not demographically, at least initially.Islam is a patriarchal belief set. Muslim men may marry non-Muslim women, as Obama's dad did with his mother. Muslim Women are not allowed to marry non-Muslim men, but in dar al-Harb (a non-Islamic land, or, more literally, the Land of War), Muslim Women are pushed to marry some non-Muslim men in order to lie to them about how Islam is a "Religion of Peace" and influence them to allow Islamists to take over the country from the inside out. A great example is Grover Norquist, whose wife, Samah, from "Palestine" represents the view that Hamas, Fatah, and Hezbollah are all peaceful folks that we should snuggle up to. In dar al-Islam, or an Islamist country, such as Egypt, no Coptic Christian male is allowed to even date a Muslim woman, and Coptic Christians have been killed for doing so, as have Christians and non-Muslims in all Islamic countries throughout history.Obama admits that his dad is a Muslim. He admits that his Mom is an atheist. He admits that his step-dad is a Muslim. It is all quite understated. Because Obama's dad was a Muslim, he is a Muslim, until or unless he converts to a different religion, no matter how "secular" and "non-practicing" he is.He lived in a Muslim majority country (95%), Indonesia, for over 4 years. Per this book, he attended two schools, one a local school and one an "International" (Catholic/Christian) school for two years each. That he was registered at both schools as a Muslim is not in this book, nor is that he at...

This book--and now the audio version of it--has given me a perspective of the man, his dreams and his politics, as no other autobiographical book by any other author has ever been able to do. Even his "no-drama Obama" persona (the face we see on our television screen) makes sense in light of his zigzag journey through countries, continents and conflicts (personal, ancestral, household, religious, academic ... and even language and culture) and at least one mentor at Harvard who helped shape an understanding of American law and politics from the jumble that he brought to Harvard's prestigious Law School from almost a quarter century of what had to be a confusing and difficult growth from childhood to adolescence to adult.It was at Harvard, I believe, that he was taught to think things out and look at opposing views from all sides--something that could not have otherwise arisen from the mishmash of experiences and combinations of acceptance followed by rejection followed by acceptance followed by rejection followed by ... ad infinitum.His two to three years as a community organizer in Chicago helped, but the discipline of the Harvard Law School was paramount, from my reading of this book.Interestingly, I knew more about John McCain's father, having worked as a science advisor for him while he was our CINCPAC in the late 60's, but knew far less about young John (McCain)--other than that he was an honorable (and jack rabbit) Navy pilot who spent torturous years at the infamous Hanoi Hilton--than I feel I've come to know about Barack Obama in the last couple of weeks while reading one book that he originally wrote more than a full decade before he became our 44th president.He is not narcissistic!He is a unique product of a beautiful and diversely populated country--a country second to none in its ability to produce leaders such as Barack Obama ... who, I believe, will be considered one of our very best looking back from the Twenty-second Century and beyond.One small nit: The full title (Deams from my Father) didn't seem quite right, considering that he had almost no connection with his father and seemingly very little from his mother, who although she was an influence of sorts, was seldom around to assist in molding his character. Dreams from God-Knows-Where would have been a more appropriate title, I think.Still, that one nit is not worthy of reducing my rating by even half a star.

I foun this book to be an extremely open and honest literary memoir that fused thoughs, ideologies, philosophy and the absurdities of life in a format that flowed as a result of his literary style, one that is eloquently descriptive and touched this reader on a very deep level. This book has been a spiritual awakening of the providence of God. I believe the young Harvard Law Review President broke the glass ceiling in that exclusive domain in order to break the ultimate ceiling of an exclusive white male dominated society of U.S. Presidents. Personally, I could see throughout this writing, God's gentle guiding, I feel his selfless work as a Community Organizer in Chicago got him ready for the battles he would face as a Senator and on a larger scale as President of the U.S. I believe that like Dr. King, President Obama has also followed the teachings of Ghandi in not responding to naysayers and all the negative press. He is criticized by liberals who I believed supported him for his race rather than his intellect and found that his intellect was more than they bargained for and his race cannot be put in a neat package - he was sired by a pure blooded African and raised by a white mother and her white parents, only really meeting his father once at a young age, I believe 10, and his African relatives as an adult. I believe Barack H. Obama used his intellect and tenacity and brush with poverty to help turn around a nation facing more problems when he took office than any President since Lincoln. I thank God Barack Obama wrote eloquently and shared a himself with the world through the book I just read: Dreams From My Father. All of us dream, but people with purpose who are willing to work hard learn to differentiate dreams from reality. I think the writer, Barack Obama knew that journey is a quest that we spend the whole of our life sorting as we continue attempting to separate dreams from reality.

This book is a must read for those who would be interested in a look into what motivates our President to act in such a liberal & socialist (some might say communist) manner. It is supposedly written by the man himself so there is no doubt what he means and what he stands for. The astute reader will even note how often he manages to put his controversial views into the minds & mouths of others (his family and the people he meets on the streets of Chicago). Truth be known, I have no love lost for Affirmative Action. I believe our President is a great example of the flaws of that program. President Obama exhibits all the shortcomings that I observed first hand, as a manager for two different companies. One was a Forbes top 5 and the other was a top 50 company when I was employed. I was forced to implement Affirmative Action (and yes, in the early days, to meet numerical quotas) with the justification that Affirmative Action is merely another "cost of doing business". There are times when he makes his pitch for credibility like when he admits to "I blew a few smoke rings, remembering those years. Pot had helped, and booze; maybe a little blow when you could afford it." This, in my opinion and from my experience, is one sign of a weak man. All that being said, I do not like the man as our President. I distrust him and would only break bread with him to gain a further, real-time insight, into who he is! However, back to the book, it should be read by all interested in our freedom and the United States of America. There is enough in it to give the reader the opportunity to take a more informed position on who he really is. It's an easy read and I found it quite interesting. It is also insightful in showing how different people (President Obama, possibly you, and definitely me for starters!) who come from poverty and are subject to prejudice, handle the "hand they are dealt". Buy the book, read it, then sell it or give it to someone else. The capitalist in me prefers the sell option.

This outstanding audio version of the Grammy-Award Winning book, DREAMS FROM MY FATHER: A Story of Race and Inheritance brings the voice of President-Elect Obama into every home. This is a family's opportunity to get up close and personal with the man who changed American history over the course of four years. DREAMS FROM MY FATHER: A Story of Race and Inheritance stands out from printed history as the best spoken word audiobook which contains Mr. Obama's extraordinary address to the Democratic Convention in 2004! If you missed it then, you can capture it now in the luxury of your very own home over and over again.For the educator, this audio version of DREAMS FROM MY FATHER: A Story of Race and Inheritance creates the perfect teaching instrument for any curriculum nationwide. The amazing story of a man in search of his own identity after learning about his father's untimely death takes him on a journey across many waters. When he returns, he is driven to make his citizenship in America count and his awesome keynote address to the Senate in 2004 says it all and it's all on this audio! Bring Mr. Obama into the classroom and introduce him to students challenged by the printed word. Prepare children and youth for the upcoming inauguration of America's first African-American President. Share in the wisdom of a man who used his own diverse history as a springboard to transform his life into a political power machine while holding on to his inheritance. This audiobook is spoken in the voice of Mr. Obama which makes it all the more reason to cherish it forever and forever!Reviewed by Swaggie Colemanfor The RAWSISTAZ Reviewers