When an international magazine editor sits down on a chair called “the black woman chair,” for an editorial magazine… …heads are scratched. Pearls are actually clutched. Swear words are articulated. Anger is not just in the head or heart, it is felt in the body. From anger to sadness to despair. Then you remember this […]
In my light skin with my mostly white babies
What it is like to identify as one race in one ethnic background and give birth to another? That’s what I’m attempting to tackle in a healthy way from now until, let’s see….the end of my life. In the meantime, I’m sharing over on Deidra Riggs’ Jumping Tandem blog. Deidre has been doing a fascinating 31 […]
Who is this A.P.E.?
When I started in campus ministry several years ago, I was 18, unmotivated, and a confused biracial kid with baggage up the wazoo and not a mite of confidence except in the only things I’d managed to perfect: fashion and hair. I started tagging along with the InterVarsity kids not because of Jesus or even […]
Why not? I’m always a little surprised when a -very brave- white person will say something to me along the lines of “why is there a black history month?” While I’m sometimes surprised, the questions are welcomed. In my work with many black and white college students over the last 14 years I’ve learned that […]
Oh, High School, Oh High School: An Ode to a “Sorry Ass Nigga.”
Do you ever go back in time ala journals? I have several which I have advised my husband to promptly take to the backyard and burn upon my death.