The meme is a screenshot of a Twitter post with a quote from a woman who is a Black American and a native speaker of a language that is not English. She is expressing her frustration with the fact that she is being asked to translate for a group of people who are not speaking her native language. The text of the tweet reads: "I'm crying & sobbing. This AA woman is introducing herself to African people & this is what happens."
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