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Josephine Baker

The Life of Josephine Baker

singing “J’ai Deaux Amours”
(I have two lovers) in French

Josephine Baker is a true rags-to-riches story. She was born Freda Josephine McDonald in St. Louis Missouri on June 3, 1906, spending her early years in poverty, often going hungry in the slums of East St. Louis.  The family were poor, cold and hungry, and Baker took up several jobs to help out. From the age of eight, she worked as a live-in domestic for wealthy White households, where she was warned against “kissing the children”. The East St. Louis race riots broke out in 1917, and after a successful audition at a local vaudeville theater, she left home at the age of 13. At least 39 Black people were lynched and thousands more were left homeless. The brutal killings would leave a profound mark on Josephine, aged 11 at the time. So did the hardship and discrimination she experienced as a child. To help support her family Josephine did waitressing most of the time but she also worked on the stage whenever she could.

Her first, brief marriage occurred while she was only 13 years old. The marriage lasted briefly, before word got back to Josephine’s mother who removed her from the relationship only weeks later. Music and dance were a beloved part of Josephine Baker’s world since her youth in St. Louis, Missouri. Whenever she could spare the cost for tickets, Baker would visit the Booker T. Washington Theater, a Black vaudeville house, to immerse herself in the captivating performances of regulars Ma Rainey and Bessie Smith. On Saturdays, young Baker would entertain and perform with the children in her community as she moved her arms and legs alongside the rhythm of the music played by her friends and neighboring musicians. In 1919, Baker joined a trio of instrumentalists called the Jones Family Band while working as a waitress at the Old Chauffeur's Club where the best jazz musicians in St. Louis played to well-dressed crowds.

Josephine's goals were set—to be on stage, to be glamorous. The band invited Baker into their group after seeing a song and dance routine she would often perform for customers during her breaks. Two years later her second marriage in 1921 to William Howard Baker at the age of 15 was also short-lived. Josephine kept his last name that she would used on stage. After a series of performances at cafes and restaurants across St. Louis, the Jones Family Band booked a short-term gig at the Booker T. Washington Theater and Baker made the audience laugh uproariously on opening night with her natural comedic talents. Following the performance, Baker toured with the Dixie Steppers, a vaudeville troupe, as a comic performer across the southern United States. Sometime in 1921, around the age of 15, Josephine left her home and husband and moved to New York City, where she performed in various clubs. Josephine had a talent for being noticed.

Performing during the height of the Harlem Renaissance, Baker soon became an established part of the chorus line of a touring production of the groundbreaking Shuffle Along (1921), often drawing attention to herself by performing improvised, comedic bits on stage. This was a significant turning point in her life, as it allowed her to pursue her dream of becoming a professional dancer and entertainer. New York City in the Roaring Twenties was home to many influential and revolutionary artists, several of whom Baker would come to study and learn from in her determination to perfect her artistic craft. After Shuffle Along closed in 1924, Josephine appeared briefly in a few clubs around town. A frenetic dancer and relentless on-stage clown, she quickly attracted notice and was tapped for a bigger part in another Sissle/Blake production, 1924's Chocolate Dandies, along with Ethel Waters. The show made her a star in New York, and she became big in Harlem as well with performances at The Cotton Club and The Plantation Club, among others, where again she quickly became a crowd favorite.

Baker made the journey to Paris in 1925, opening with the American production "La Revue Nègre" at Théâtre des Champs-Élysées and became an instant hit for her unique style of dancing. She made an immediate impression on French audiences when, with dance partner Joe Alex, she performed the Danse Sauvage, in which she wore only a feather skirt. Once the Revue closed, Baker was given her own show and from there her career skyrocketed. A symbol of the Jazz Age and the Harlem Renaissance which she brought to Europe, Josephine was an iconic figure of the Roaring Twenties that enflamed imaginations. At a time when the French were fascinated with Black art and culture. Unlike the United States, France did not racially segregate public places on a large scale.

Baker capitalized on freedoms not available in the highly segregated United States to an Black woman. She went on to become one of the most popular music-hall entertainers in France and achieved star billing at the Folies-Bergère, where she created a sensation by dancing seminude in a G-string ornamented with bananas. Swinging her hips and using her entire body in ways Parisian audiences had never seen before, her cultural influence quickly spread throughout the country, and in turn, the world. Josephine Baker’s meteoric rise to fame quickly established her as a household name. Her characteristic rhythmic style was unmatched across the theatres of Paris. Her exotic and provocative dancing style, along with her captivating charisma, set her apart from other entertainers. Baker's work helped Black entertainers come to be recognized as artists. Baker was also an avid animal lover and, in the early 1930s, was gifted with a pet cheetah named Chiquita. 

Josephine's show-stopping finale, in which she danced the Charleston wearing nothing but a girdle of feathers, made her an overnight sensation. Baker was soon among the most popular and highest-paid performers in Europe, having the admiration of cultural figures like Pablo PicassoErnest Hemingway and E. E. Cummings and earning herself nicknames like “Black Venus” and “Black Pearl.” She also received more than 1,000 marriage proposals. Soon, she'd opened her own club (Chez Josephine) and starred in her first movie, the naturally exotic 1927 film "La Sirene des Tropiques". She sang professionally for the first time in 1930, made her screen debut as a singer four years later in hit picture "Zouzou", and "Princess Tam-Tam", before returning to America in 1936. There she starred in Ziegfeld's Follies that featured talents like Eve Arden, Bob Hope, Judy Canova and Fanny Brice. Unfortunately the conservative audience and the critics refused to welcome a Black woman, despite of her being a major celebrity in Europe. She received discriminatory and dismissive reviews from the New York Times.

Time magazine referred to her as a "Negro wench ... whose dancing and singing might be topped anywhere outside of Paris", while other critics said her voice was "too thin" and "dwarf-like" to fill the Winter Garden Theatre. It was her first negative review in 20 years and she returned to France heartbroken. Baker’s experiences performing in the United States compelled her to actively confront racial discrimination thereon. When Brice fell ill, temporarily halting the revue, Baker broke her contract and fled to Paris. This contributed to Baker's becoming a legal citizen of France and giving up her American citizenship. She became a naturalized French citizen after marrying sugar magnate Jean Lion in 1937, though his status as a French Jew exposed the couple to additional discrimination when the Nazis invaded two years later. The couple moved to the Château des Milandes, a Renaissance castle in southwest France.

When Adolf Hitler and the German Army invaded France during World War II, Baker took a stance. Josephine came to represent much of what Adolph Hitler and the Nazis despised. The days of basking in entertainment and dance were replaced by joining the fight against the Nazi regime which changed the landscape of France. Baker joined the French Resistance at an early date and worked throughout World War II to help the Allies. Despite her fame and riches, Baker identified a new passion during World War II and became a highly decorated, uniformed member of the French Resistance movement as a spy. Using her celebrity status, Baker aided French military officers by passing secrets she heard while performing in front of the Nazis, often transporting confidential information by writing in invisible ink on music sheets. Baker volunteered for the Red Cross to assist Belgian refugees streaming into France, and undoubtedly boosted troop morale by performing across Northern Africa. Baker worked with the British Secret Intelligence Service and the United States Office of Strategic Services.

Friends and family…you know I have lived a long time and I have come a long way.  And you must know now that what I did, I did originally for myself.  Then later, as these things began happening to me, I wondered if they were happening to you, and then I knew they must be.  And I knew that you had no way to defend yourselves, as I had. And as I continued to do the things I did, and to say the things I said, they began to beat me.  Not beat me, mind you, with a club—but you know, I have seen that done too—but they beat me with their pens, with their writings.  And friends, that is much worse.

When I was a child and they burned me out of my home, I was frightened and I ran away.    Eventually I ran far away.  It was to a place called France.  Many of you have been there, and many have not.  But I must tell you, ladies and gentlemen, in that country I never feared.  It was like a fairyland place.

And I need not tell you that wonderful things happened to me there.  Now I know that all you children don’t know who Josephine Baker is, but you ask Grandma and Grandpa and they will tell you.  You know what they will say.  “Why, she was a devil.”  And you know something…why, they are right.  I was too.  I was a devil in other countries, and I was a little devil in America too.

But I must tell you, when I was young in Paris, strange things happened to me.  And these things had never happened to me before.  When I left St. Louis a long time ago, the conductor directed me to the last car.  And you all know what that means.

But when I ran away, yes, when I ran away to another country, I didn’t have to do that.  I could go into any restaurant I wanted to, and I could drink water anyplace I wanted to, and I didn’t have to go to a colored toilet either, and I have to tell you it was nice, and I got used to it, and I liked it, and I wasn’t afraid anymore that someone would shout at me and say, “Nigger, go to the end of the line.”  But you know, I rarely ever used that word.  You also know that it has been shouted at me many times. So over there, far away, I was happy, and because I was happy I had some success, and you know that too.

Then after a long time, I came to America to be in a great show for Mr. Ziegfeld, and you know Josephine was happy.  You know that.  Because I wanted to tell everyone in my country about myself.  I wanted to let everyone know that I made good, and you know too that that is only natural. But on that great big beautiful ship, I had a bad experience.  A very important star was to sit with me for dinner, and at the last moment I discovered she didn’t want to eat with a colored woman.  I can tell you it was some blow. And I won’t bother to mention her name, because it is not important, and anyway, now she is dead.

And when I got to New York way back then, I had other blows—when they would not let me check into the good hotels because I was colored, or eat in certain restaurants.  And then I went to Atlanta, and it was a horror to me.  And I said to myself, My God, I am Josephine, and if they do this to me, what do they do to the other people in America? You know, friends, that I do not lie to you when I tell you I have walked into the palaces of kings and queens and into the houses of presidents.  And much more. But I cold not walk into a hotel in America and get a cup of coffee, and that made me mad.  And when I get mad, you know that I open my big mouth.  And then look out, ‘cause when Josephine opens her mouth, they hear it all over the world.

So I did open my mouth, and you know I did scream, and when I demanded what I was supposed to have and what I was entitled to, they still would not give it to me. So then they thought they could smear me, and the best way to do that was to call me a communist.  And you know, too, what that meant.  Those were dreaded words in those days, and I want to tell you also that I was hounded by the government agencies in America, and there was never one ounce of proof that I was a communist.  But they were mad.  They were mad because I told the truth.  And the truth was that all I wanted was a cup of coffee.  But I wanted that cup of coffee where I wanted to drink it, and I had the money to pay for it, so why shouldn’t I have it where I wanted it?

Friends and brothers and sisters, that is how it went.  And when I screamed loud enough, they started to open that door just a little bit, and we all started to be able to squeeze through it.  Not just the colored people, but the others as well, the other minorities too, the Orientals, and the Mexicans, and the Indians, both those here in the United States and those from India. Now I am not going to stand in front of all of you today and take credit for what is happening now.  I cannot do that.  But I want to take credit for telling you how to do the same thing, and when you scream, friends, I know you will be heard.  And you will be heard now.

But you young people must do one thing, and I know you have heard this story a thousand times from your mothers and fathers, like I did from my mama.  I didn’t take her advice.  But I accomplished the same in another fashion.  You must get an education.  You must go to school, and you must learn to protect yourself.  And you must learn to protect yourself with the pen, and not the gun.  Then you can answer them, and I can tell you—and I don’t want to sound corny—but friends, the pen really is mightier than the sword.

I am not a young woman now, friends.  My life is behind me.  There is not too much fire burning inside me.  And before it goes out, I want you to use what is left to light that fire in you.  So that you can carry on, and so that you can do those things that I have done.  Then, when my fires have burned out, and I go where we all go someday, I can be happy.

You know I have always taken the rocky path.  I never took the easy one, but as I get older, and as I knew I had the power and the strength, I took that rocky path, and I tried to smooth it out a little.  I wanted to make it easier for you.  I want you to have a chance at what I had.  But I do not want you to have to run away to get it.  And mothers and fathers, if it is too late for you, think of your children.  Make it safe here so they do mot have to run away, for I want for you and your children what I had. Ladies and gentlemen, my friends and family, I have just been handed a little note, as you probably say.  It is an invitation to visit the President of the United States in his home, the White House.

I am greatly honored.  But I must tell you that a colored woman—or, as you say it here in America, a Black woman—is not going there. It is a woman.  It is Josephine Baker. This is a great honor for me.  Someday I want you children out there to have that great honor too.  And we know that that time is not someday.  We know that that time is now. I thank you, and may god bless you.  And may He continue to bless you long after I am gone.

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