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,...
As a Black girl growing up in a predominantly Caucasian suburb, it was clear that I was different. None of my teachers or friends...
As moms, we all want our children to grow up not only smart, confident, and successful, but also kind, compassionate, and courageous. In a...
"I don't see myself different than any other mom, black in America or not. We, Moms, want & work to keep our children healthy,...
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...
February is Black History Month. This is a month that pays tribute to African American men and women from the past and the present...
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...
I am black. My husband is white. Before becoming a mom, I always wondered what my kids would look like. We now have two...
The conversation rings in my ears long after we hang up. My daughter's principal asked us to return to her school after hours a...
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...
Keenan Anderson was an educator and a parent, just like me. When I saw his death on social media, my heart felt like it...
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....
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...























