Growing up as a Black male in Atlanta has challenges. Here's what it's like.

Kwanza Hall remembers his first, real indoctrination into being a young black male. It was within the first hours of a summer trip to Chicago, when the police ordered he, his younger brother and cousin to the ground, guns out. The two youngest fit the description of a man named Baby Boy. Didn’t matter that Hall was a 11-year-old straight-A student who took two MARTA trains and three busses daily from his home on Atlanta’s west side so that he could properly learn science and math. Nor did it…