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...
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...
As I walked through the Martin Luther King Jr. National Historic Site, the energy on the grounds carried the weight of recent events that...
About fifteen years ago, my grandpa wrote an e-mail to me, my siblings, and my cousins. He had recently learned how to scan pictures,...
Election season is somewhat like a holiday for me, a long and visceral one, but a holiday nonetheless. I know not everyone feels this...
For the past week, I have been glued to the television screen as Judge Ketanji Brown Jackson prepares to ascend to the highest court...
I grew up monolingual. Even though I took several years of Spanish in high school and in university, I was nowhere close to being...
As a child of immigrants, the Fourth of July was just another day. I didn't start celebrating it until high school when my American...
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....
I quit my job. It took months for me to make the decision. I never, by any stretch of the imagination, thought of not...
I spend my Saturday afternoons with young ladies ages 12-14. Now before you sigh and ask if I am crazy, know that I volunteer...
Growing up, February was so important to my family because my our roots run deep. All of my grandmother's brothers served in the military...
This is the second post in a four-part series centered on listening to lived experiences with racism.
In part one of this series, we listened...
A few months ago I walked into Meijer with my youngest, MJ. She was comfortably nursing in my ring sling and I was focused...
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Guide to 500 Festival Family Events and Activities
Join the 500 Festival for a month filled with community, connection, and celebration. There’s nothing quite like the month of May in Indianapolis, and...
