What’s Your Race Story?

How did you hear about race? Where were you?Who told you and why? Do you remember when you were told that you were a colored person, a black/white/red/yellow/brown/beige person? What did it feel like? Were you told that you had power or that you were a problem? Was it presented as the unavoidable way of […]

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Everything Has Its Place

When I was a child, I always felt out of place. I was outspoken in a home that was led by the rule: Children are to be seen and not heard. Still, I had a keen sense of right and wrong, speaking up and questioning the words and actions of my parents. I overheard their […]

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This Is Not A Spectator Sport

I am often dumbfounded at the number of persons who live their lives as if mere spectators. They talk about their lives as if they are not active participants but onlookers, as if narrators instead of characters. They share their experiences with race, racism and prejudice as if to say, “Do you see what racism […]

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What Race Doesn’t Know

“So, what are you?” This is one of the most absurd and honestly, useless questions that I have ever heard asked while in conversation. The person posing the question has looked at you and is unable to determine your “race” based on your physical characteristics and subsequently, your economic class and social worth. In a matter […]

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Was I Even Here?

I love history. I love the past because of the lessons that can be learned, the experiences that can be shared and the power of inspiration that transcends time, touching our hearts and making us all witnesses to the greatness and the blessedness and sadly even the horror of being human. I hate history. I hate […]

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