Diversity
Diversity
I grew up as one of the only black kids in my bubble
There were kids of color but not in my honor classes
Not in my neighborhood
My mom didn’t live near my family she didn’t like them that much
So we were separated
What I know is general black history knowledge
What I knew is what tv taught me
And then my mom didn’t even let me watch spike lee or roots till I was in high school.
What I crave is dates stories histories and facts
In the push for diverse material and works to spark conversations , faculty aren’t prepared to lead conversations.
It’s like we just want to start discussions but no one knows what to say.
We want to include people in conversations but the story you want me to present I don’t have
It’s hard to speak up for the black experience and be that voice when I don’t feel secure about my own blackness.
I too want to talk about different cultures
I too want to be educated
You can’t look to me to educate you when I am looking to you to educate me.
This is why representation matters
Because if you don’t know
And I don’t know
Then who does?
Who can educate us
Who can spark these conversations
Who will teach the unspoken history
Who will rewrite the textbooks
Who can give us the language to begin to explore what we truly wanted to talk about.
Identity
The other
When we read Lynn nottage I can’t tell you what black people think about the work
I can tell you what I think
But please tell me what Lynn was thinking
Tell me about her experiences and how it came through in her story
I can relate
Maybe
And if not then glad we all shared a conversation over this single perspective
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I sat through a class today where the teacher said,
Discrimination happens. I’m not gonna sit and pretend it doesn’t. But also sometimes you have to decide personally when to speak up and when to ignore it because your here to do your job and you can sit and take the nonsense .
I disagree.
If there’s nonsense then it needs to be stopped.
If there’s discrimination of any kind to any degree, it needs to be acknowledged, addressed, and put to rest.
If you have to walk away from 100 jobs because they’d rather have someone who will sit and take it instead of your courageous and worthy work, then you have to walk away.
In walking away you turn tides.
No walking away you leave your imprint.
Who cares if you can take a punch and keep walking
You don’t have to.
You don’t have to let the next person take it.
If you walk away do it with an impact.
Make it known why you walked away.
Let other people know why you walked away.
If they didn’t correct themselves and try it again, that’s up to the next ones to work out.
But love yourself
God will provide
His will is for you to have the best.
You don’t need to push through if you don’t have to.
You’re a human
And if someone can’t see that, or won’t act like it
They don’t deserve you, your time, your energy, or your work.
Point blank period.
Canyons, stairs, and so much green. So far the best path I’ve ever seen.
Something New
I had a dream about, a lot of things.
but mainly that I gave birth to a baby I wasn't prepared for at all. I didn't know I was even pregnant. I was so unprepared I knew I needed to search for some diapers. I kept asking for help but no-one would help me. I asked a nurse and she said “usually people come with that stuff” and I was like... “ I didn’t know I was pregnant”
so I put my baby down to search for diapers. I ran into a house, and there was a lot of things happening that aren't relevant to this part of the story.
but I fell asleep and when I woke up and remembered I was a mom and needed to go find my baby !
so I ran and found her. and she was starving. She was excited to see me and I was like, okay I need to change your diaper. Then I stopped and said... wait. your hungry. I need to feed you. So I paused because not only did I not find diapers but I didn’t get any food. But then I realized , this is a baby. I am a mom. I can breast feed. So I picked her up and fed her and she ate and was satisfied. Then we laid back to rest finally.
I talked to my mom about this.
She said babies are a symbol of new life.
Maybe the play I've been working on. I gave birth to something new and unexpected. And then I neglected it. But when I finally gave it my attention, it was happily waiting for me.
I chimed in with, it’s not even like wasn't tryna take care of the baby I was looking for ways to take care of her. But when I found her, what I was looking for wasn't even what she needed. She needed me, and what I already had.
milk
something from me. and my being.
Wild dream.
Interesting idea.
but I gotta listen to it.
I gotta feed it myself.
I am enough
I can take care of my own creations
I just need to give it me.
and it will be satisfied.
dopeness
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HAPPY NEW YEARS BOOK LOVERS!!
Who is joining me for The Free Black Women’s Library Reading Challenge this year??
Our goal is to read 30 books by Black women in 2019, attached are the categories to serve as your inspiration.
Thanks to doing this challenge last year I managed to read 32 books by Black women, I got some serious food for my mind and heart in the process, I’m excited to go at it again.
Join me!!
Please feel free to share this far and wide, and tag The Free Black Women’s Library in your reads on FB and Instagram!!
(Also use the hashtags so we can stay connected, especially on Instagram)
Looking forward to seeing what great titles people folks come up with and enjoy!!
Wishing all an amazing year of reading that nurtures and encourages the essence of who you are!! Blessings!!
Universe
