I quit my job. It took months for me to make the decision. I never, by any stretch of the imagination, thought of not...
Yes, you heard me right, you are… biased (C’mon, what b-word did you think I was referring to?!) I am biased. You are biased....
As a sophomore in high school, I heard my name being called over the school-wide intercom. “Roleen Bell, please report to the library.” The...
Election season is somewhat like a holiday for me, a long and visceral one, but a holiday nonetheless. I know not everyone feels this...
If you are like the thousands of other white women over the past few months, you have been balancing Zoom book clubs on white...
I have been going to the polls since I can remember. My parents voted before work and made a point of taking my brother...
The third Monday of January, every year, is the commemorative celebration of Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. Day. Growing up, the day has...
Recently, The San Francisco 49ers quarterback came out and stated that he would no longer stand for the national anthem during 49ers games. He...
I am an African-American teacher who loudly and proudly celebrates Black History Month. It brings me so much joy, yet so much anguish. Every...
At what age do you think a child recognizes the differences in skin colors?
At 27 months my youngest was recently playing with Barbie dolls....
As I walked through the Martin Luther King Jr. National Historic Site, the energy on the grounds carried the weight of recent events that...
This is the first post in a four-part series centered on listening to lived experiences with racism.
We are living in a heavy, divided moment—one...
Dear Stephen E. Beaven III (or as we call you, Trey),
You are by far the most beautiful and amazing baby boy I’ve ever met,...
Keenan Anderson was an educator and a parent, just like me. When I saw his death on social media, my heart felt like it...























