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I was Raised by Beauty Queens

Posted on October 2, 2006 | 2 Comments
Caption: Aunt Marianne, 2005.

Caption: Aunt Marianne, 2005.

I was raised by beauty queens. Living, breathing, pageanting beauty queens. I was put into modeling school in 4th grade. If you don’t believe me, I will call my aunt and have her dig up the footage and photos from the Crest Commercial I screen tested for. I sang, danced, did the 1/4 and full angel turns and learned the proper way to exit a car while wearing a skirt. I will say please and thank you, even if you are mean to me, because that is the proper thing for a lady to do.

When I moved to Florida, it was to live with my Grampa and his second wife, who I call my Grandma and who welcomed me into her side of the family like I was born into it. Grampa had seven kids (5 sons, 2 daughters), Grandma had six kids (all daughters), and besides my Mom and “real” grandmother, my entire family lived in Florida. Continue reading →

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The Importance of Being (John) Ernest

Posted on September 27, 2006 | Leave a comment
Prof. John Ernest with me and Kristin at our college graduation

Prof. John Ernest with me and Kristin at our college graduation

I went to college with a mission: I wanted to learn more about Being Black. Problem was, $10,000 of my scholarship money for New York University had fallen through on the day of my high school graduation. I wouldn’t be attending school in the diverse Mecca-lekka-hiney-bro Melting Pot known as NYC.

Nope. The University of New Hampshire would be hosting my education in Being Black. It was as unlikely a place as one could find for increasing cultural awareness. There were 78 Black students out of 13,000. If you were counting me, there were only 77.5 Black students. We do what we can with what we have, though, and what I had was a course catalogue listing a 500-level course for Introduction to African-American Literature.

Any time I’ve ever wanted to understand anything, I’ve turned to books. From cooking to interior design to tarot card reading, if there was anything I’ve wanted to understand, I just buried myself in every chapter and verse I could get my hands on. I thought if I could read about other Black people, their history, what they had been through . . . maybe I would understand a little bit more about myself. Continue reading →

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Delighting in Pain or Windowpane: Conversations with Momsy

Posted on May 14, 2006 | Leave a comment

First: When it gets to the point where they are sandbagging the highways and considering shutting down school because of RAIN, that is too much rain. Too much, too much.

Second: I am on the phone with my Mom as I type. She just watched “Save the Last Dance,” for the first time. For those of you who haven’t seen it, it’s about a white high school girl who gets her dance on. Unfortunately for her, “getting her dance on,” means ballet. This does not go over well for her as the new girl in school in the ghetto. Then, to the chagrin of many, she has the gall to date a black dude. Her new black friends teach her how to bring it, “In Living Color” style, and she incorporates some of her newfound jiggy into her ballet. Continue reading →

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