My grandma dropped out of school in the second grade. Things were different back then. But one day, when women finally began to gain rights and when my grandmother finally began to gain the courage to unlock the chains that pulled her down from liberation my grandmother decided to take the GED test. I had… Continue reading For Grandma.
This paper dives into Colin Kaepernick’s protest that began just a few months ago in the Bay Area. I explore the movement and the statistics behind what Kaepernick is protesting, how many athletes have gotten involved, and I also explore the effects the movement has had on education. There are two aspects I focus on… Continue reading The Kaepernick Effect on Education
She was carried down to the earth on the sun on a summer day in May. And she was carried up to heaven on the moon on a cold, dark, night. She appeared in my dream one night, adorned in a purple dress, eating an orange Creamsicle. She birthed thirteen children, six boys and seven… Continue reading Grandma Faye.
She liked her coffee black Black like the curly locks that drape around her head. Black like the timeless, smooth, skin that hugs her bones. She was born in the thirties. And died in the nineties. She couldn’t get an education, so she made sure her three children did. She was born in Texas. And… Continue reading Grandma Amie.
I was disappointed no theaters around me were playing Birth of a Nation. I am in San Francisco and neither of the mainstream theaters (AMC) were playing the movie. However, we found a theater in the city that was playing it-CineArts at The Empire. This theater was tiny and old, only showing three films, and… Continue reading Why I Was Happy White People Went to See The Birth of a Nation.