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...
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...
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,...
Let the...
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...
Ms. Dawn Whitehead was my first Black Woman teacher. She was also my first Black teacher and I didn't have her until I was...
My Family Is Transracial
I am a proud mom to two daughters, one is biological (6) and the second is adopted (1). There is a...
As a Black girl growing up in a predominantly Caucasian suburb, it was clear that I was different. None of my teachers or friends...
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...
As I walked through the Martin Luther King Jr. National Historic Site, the energy on the grounds carried the weight of recent events that...
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 am going to admit something, I was complicit in my views. I was a HUGE R. Kelly fan, as well as all of...
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...
Moment of Truth, I don’t necessarily love comic book movies. Don’t get me wrong, I will watch Iron Man if prompted, and The Hulk...
























