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The Reality Behind “Diversity”

The Reality Behind “Diversity”

| October 5, 2017 | 0 Comments

Diversity- it’s something we all preach, but do we actually practice it?

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Scream of Consciousness

Scream of Consciousness

| March 17, 2017 | 7 Comments

“My grandmother would say I’m haunted. That’s Jamaican for preoccupied with too many things at one time. She doesn’t know how my consciousness screams,”

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Confessions of an Asian-American

Confessions of an Asian-American

| March 30, 2016 | 1 Comment

I feel guilty about wanting to become someone else.

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Preferential Prejudice

Preferential Prejudice

| February 2, 2016 | 4 Comments

Nine times out of ten, “racial preference” is just a synonym for “thinly-veiled racism.”

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United by Story

United by Story

| November 6, 2015 | 0 Comments

How we all come together under the power of storytelling.

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I’m Tired of Talking About Race, But I Have To.

I’m Tired of Talking About Race, But I Have To.

| October 30, 2015 | 2 Comments

By describing interest in Black and Brown people as “jungle fever,” she was equating us with wild animals—monkeys. It implies that we are not as mentally sophisticated and can’t be considered human. It was a phrase I had never heard before, but the stereotypes it perpetuates were crystal clear to me. Why wasn’t it clear to her?

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On Hair and Race: A Continued Conversation

On Hair and Race: A Continued Conversation

| October 28, 2015 | 1 Comment

A crown, a badge of honor, a marker of my heritage. My hair transformed into something I proudly wore. Something I could never imagine changing.

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Privilege, Activism, and I

Privilege, Activism, and I

| October 23, 2015 | 1 Comment

Some thoughts on activism and urban teaching as an upper middle class white woman.

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On the Times I Have Realized I Am Black

On the Times I Have Realized I Am Black

| May 4, 2015 | 1 Comment

In these moments, all I can feel is sadness. Sadness for the existence of these moments, and sadness for the environments that facilitate them.

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