This profound quote, stemming from a philosophy, yielding a best-selling book, sparked a movement for people of all ethnic backgrounds to consider where they originate. The story earned the writer a special Pulitzer Prize in 1977. Today, the study of families, family history, and the tracing of their lineages is a billion-dollar industry, providing information-sharing platforms unavailable until the end of he twentieth century.
Saturday, February 22, 2020
Wednesday, February 5, 2020
February is African American History Month!
And just that quick, we were distracted!
Someone famous, perhaps important, met their demise a
few days earlier, we're reeling, sorrowful, maybe devastated, for certain,
'vulnerable' so, now it's February...
A faint voice in the room blurts: “Squirrel!”
The current leader(s) of this great nation, has (have)
had many of our country's citizens hearing 'Squirrel' for a better portion of
1,111 days now (as of February 5th, 2020) and there appears to be no sign of
change in the near future!
So on this day I am in an English classroom full high
school seniors and I hoping to have a meaningful discussion—perhaps something
by Chinua Achebe—"Things Fall Apart” maybe?
Before I could say Jackie Robinson—“Squirrel”!
The ‘noise’ from the video assignment was hurting my
brain! “Toby, get the jug!” (You guessed
right, Toby, the servant is a Black man!
The pain is excruciating) Then the
man died! Right there at the dinner
table, Emily lost her mind!
Next class, things didn’t get much better with ramblings
of ‘small animal torture legal protocol,’ iguana shoes and the like, then…yep,
you know!
…So, tonight, I’m takin’ my wife to see ‘Harriett!’
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