Baba Malcolm

I have never missed a person, as much as I miss Malcolm. Yeah, that’s crazy because I was born many years after he was assassinated. But his impact on my identity, my ideology, on my being is unmatched.

I think I’m going to go to his grave site on Sunday. Lay some flowers, burn some Frankincense and Myrrh and just talk to him. That feels like what I need right now.

The lynching

Friday, we went to the memorial. On the shuttle ride over, I kept on wondering when would this pain I was feeling end? When would this distance I was feeling evaporate?
When will this injustice against Black people be over?

And because my teacher brain is never turned off, I wondered, how would I share this experience with students? How would I prepare them to visit these sites? How could I ensure that they felt safe and full of self agency after their visit?

It is HARD to stand in the midst of so much pain and injustice and not feel hate.

Enough Reform

As Erin said, we aren’t talking race when we’re talking education and more over we’re not talking about the fact that children of enslaved ancestors need a different education than the children of the slave master.

I didn’t coin that phrase, I am borrowing from Brian and Lurie Favors but I feel that ish on a spiritual level.

I keep on reminding people that there is no such thing as neutrality in education.

In the age of Trump…

Tell me, this isn’t the manifestation of wypipo drunk off of Trumpism? They are losing their minds, they are gitty with the idea of putting Black folks, “back into their permanent place of subservience.”

They also think they are the police, because the police are allowed to kill Black bodies with impunity and not face any criminal charges, and if charged, not be convicted.

Marielle Franco: Black, Lesbian, Human Rights Activist and murdered at 38.

Franco, was unapologetic in her quest to create a just and equitable world for Black people, poor people, marginalized people.
I’m sure she was afraid.
It would be impossible for her not to be.
I’m sure her loved ones, feared for her safety.
In a place where, the police are the real terrorists, how could they not fear for her?
I’m sure she knew her time would soon come to an end.
How could anyone who was dedicated to ending anti black racism not be prepared for their death…their murder.

La Guarachera de Cuba: Celia Cruz

Cruz recast’s Gloria Gaynor’s famous “you’re not welcome anymore,” heartbreak anthem as a song about resilience and joy in the face of trials. The struggle for freedom, the tears for the friends we leave behind, the perseverance and the love for our people that carries us forward. The ancient song, hands on drums and feet dancing, the blood of our villages that we carry across all borders and barriers, into spaces that do not always love us but where we must love in order to survive.

Uplifting Forgotten Mujeres: The Story of Activist & Combatant Yolanda Guzman

After Bosch’s expulsion from the country, Guzmán participated in several protests. She visited jails and brought political prisoners food as well as helped single mothers gain access to sewing machines, milk and bread for their children. She told her mother Doña Beatriz of her plans for the revolution and would often entrust her with preparing and delivering food to political prisoners and revolutionary leaders.