Classroom Activism

    While I am writing this post, there are tears flowing from my eyes. I realized that my passion for my people is deeply rooted in the way my parents raised my sister and me. We learned how to value our complexions, and that without the support of our families and communities, we are nothing. My father taught me this. My mother taught me this. Standing on the basic principles of love and light, I learned that parenting is more than setting your children up to become successful adults. As I venture through this journey of motherhood, I often have thoughts of self-doubt creep into my mind. As I hear other parents discuss the many accomplishments of their children, I see my feisty lioness in all of her quirky splendor, and try not to compare. But, we as parents, we do that. We compare. We force our children to live within the bars of our own expectations, with us forcing them to identify with what we deem as acceptable.    Historically, there are many reasons why...