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I’m standing in front of an oak door about to go into battle. That’s what it was every time I saw Mister Rhodes. All out psychological warfare. And, sure enough, he always won. But on this day, I am bringing reinforcements. The most badass lawyer ever to come out of Spelman University.Latonya Wilkins, Esquire. She made a name for herself fighting for the citizens of Flint Michigan in a highly publicized class-action lawsuit. Ever since then, she has worked with organizations like Black Lives Matter to find instances of p...
It was purposely a family reunion but for the first time ever as a video chat. It seemed to be the only way to continue the annual, 'Display your food' family holiday tradition. A family tradition that was practised very well in the days of my great-grandfather, Mr Daniels himself, but not any more. Obviously, I was going to display fufu and groundnut soup. A local delicacy in Ghana that mum thought me to prepar...
Now that the funeral was over, Hope Street’s Annual Fall Festival had ended, and Thanksgiving was around the corner, The Wright Family needed a dose of happiness. Reverend Matthew Wright, Sr., the pastor of Hope Street Baptist Church had just recently married his second wife, Alyse, and desired to acclimate his new wife to the Wright Family customs. Alyse had witnessed some of the Wright's customs as Matthew’s fiancé; however, things have changed, and expectations have expanded now that she was his wife. Alyse was no longer a visitin...
It had been a long time since I had been home for the holidays and I dont know what made me make this impromptu journey; but soon I had a bag packed and was in my car driving from New York to Philadelphia. No one knew of my arrival.
The family was preparing for a holiday tradition of coming together and giving thanks but little did they know William would be coming home but for now plates were being set o...
Although it was summer, logan shivered as the bus stopped on their street, the bus doors twinged open, logan hugged his backpack and hopped out of the bus. He landed on solid ground and dragged the hood of his sweatshirt over his head , backpack mounted on his back, hood over his head and one...
I glanced over at my brother. He was silently playing a video game that I couldn't recognize, but all I could think of was that fact that he was using my computer and headphones from the Sony department that my father works at. "Get them off George, I mean it! Get them off! You've got your own." "But yours are way better man." "I don't give a rats behind who's is better. Mother says that we need to celebrate Kwanzaa with ...
"It IS the kind you buy in a second hand store!" Tabitha squeals. Her and her found again bestie, marvel at their thrift store finds as they comb the streets of their home town. Both gals ended up making their way back home to their folks a few months apart, due to a split in both girls' marriages. Very different as far as scenarios go, but equally dramatic in nature.
Elise and Michael met their demise ...
“Jordyn…Jordyn.” Mama’s voice whispered while I rubbed my eyes to see that the sun was coming up. She patted her lap as I made my way into it, yawning the sleep out of me. Watching the sunrise was mama and my special thing since daddy always hated getting up early. I like seeing the pretty colors mixing up like one of my finger paintings while mama loved seeing the sun dance on the rooves of the houses. The sun seemed to...
It had been twenty-four years since she’d last seen it, but the place looked exactly the same, blue sky, open air, with tall trees that reached the sky. Past the vineyards, beyond the trees, was the old house that was once home. Like a loaf of bread taken out too soon from the oven, it seemed to have collapsed inward on itself. The windows that were no longer rectangular had no glasses, and the termites had feasted on th...
This was supposed to be the happiest day in my life. It was going to be my first time going to predominantly white school. It was going to be a chance to prove to them that I am just as good as white people and that they shouldn't treat me differently because of the color of my skin, but when I arrived at the school it was not liked I thought. Everyone was looking at me , when I was walking down the hall everyone stared,...
Theresa was barred from her children, home, and business place until she appeared in court; she would never think of doing something like that to her family or a loved one. He did things without thinking about the consequences. It was not personal; it was a military mindset. Thursday night, she went to dinner with her girlfriend, which she hasn't spent time in a long time ever since he quit financial services. She got ho...
It had been twenty-four years since she’d last seen it, but the place looked exactly the same, she collected herself and knocked humbly at her mother’s door not sure whether they are still living there or they had moved. A little girl came to attend the knock and she told her to come in and wait for her mother whom she said was taking a bath. A portrait that was hanging on the wall showed her t...
In my country, we had a saying. Talk little and listen much. So I listen much.
I remember my country less and less with each passing year. I do remember being torn from my mother’s arms when I was not much more than a child. “Be strong!” she said in our native language. “Be brave. You are a warrior!” was the last thing she said to me. I remembered her words often when I thought I could not go on while lost i...
Chris Benjamin, Ben for short as close friends and family members call him came into the Big Brother Nigeria reality TV show popularly known as Big Brother Naija as one of the favourites. The tall, well built, light skin middle-aged man showed himself quite the brilliant man who always had a smile to accompany his good taste and look of a man, with mostly native attires on formal occasions to show the quality of the man ...
My parents hated the idea that I was white and my husband to be was black. They hated the idea of us kissing , or one day having childten. In fact they hated us both. They were against interracial marriage and wasn't afraid to let it be known. It didn't matter to Sly or I we were in love from the first time we ever seen each other. Love at first sight. I use to tease him that we were like the ying yang twins. What I lacke...
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