A few months ago I walked into Meijer with my youngest, MJ. She was comfortably nursing in my ring sling and I was focused...
As moms, we all want our children to grow up not only smart, confident, and successful, but also kind, compassionate, and courageous. In a...
Keenan Anderson was an educator and a parent, just like me. When I saw his death on social media, my heart felt like it...
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...
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...
I quit my job. It took months for me to make the decision. I never, by any stretch of the imagination, thought of not...
Election season is somewhat like a holiday for me, a long and visceral one, but a holiday nonetheless. I know not everyone feels this...
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...
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,...
If you are like the thousands of other white women over the past few months, you have been balancing Zoom book clubs on white...
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....
Let me precede this blog by saying this is not a blog paying homage to Bill Cosby. Straight up, there it is: there's a...
“I don’t like dark skin.” These are the exact words said about my 3-year-old black daughter by another child. This is a very personal...
I grew up monolingual. Even though I took several years of Spanish in high school and in university, I was nowhere close to being...

























