An Open Letter to Those Interested in Interviewing Cross-Cultural People.
Cross-cultural folks are people, not your project. ...
Cross-cultural folks are people, not your project. ...
I saw "Boko Haram"in the Washington Post article and I couldn't help but think, Oh God. What have they done this time?...
Sugar. Honey. Sweetie pie. Pumpkin. Honey buns. When you hear this on a regular basis as an new immigrant to America, I guess the natural response is to join in the ritual that is affectionate food name-calling. At least according to my brother, it was. And it is a story that I will never get tired of telling....
One evening during my middle school years, I entered the bathroom and stared in the mirror examining my dark skin. I made my way to the kitchen and picked up a scouring pad, made my way back to the mirror, and began scrubbing my face very hard hoping that "the black would come off." My efforts resulted instead in a bloody mess. ...
Home. What a loaded word that this for me. And with “Feeling at Home” being the theme for week...
My dear expat and blog friend, Molly, over at The Move to America is hosting a weekly Expat Link-Up...
I have two decades of life under my belt. Yet, it took me coming to America 12 years ago to realize, Wow…I’m black! It took me until three weeks ago for me to realize that I’m a black Christian. Never before have I ever attached my faith to my race nor did I see the reason to do so. But with the recent event in the American judicial system and the hurricane of responses to it, with the numerous debates of justice and race, I found myself in the turbulent storm of it all, trying to reconcil...
I was the token black kid in my class. You know, the one that everyone tried to look at without being obvious during history class when racism and slavery were being discussed (and failed at their subtlety I must add). Well, 10 years ago, the American history books of my grade school years came alive right before my eyes in a park in South Central Kentucky. Till this day, I occasionally ask my father, "What exactly were we there for?" And then my father would remind me that our family was invite...
There's a moment when a girl and a store just click. Mata Traders is definitely one of those stores. And as such, I was planning on purchasing some of their fantastic items. They also had a giveaway three weeks ago and to my surprise, well, I got lucky!...
Re-embracing my natural hair has been a big deal for me. It's almost a passive-aggressive way of getting back at the bullies who taunted me for my afro years ago in grade school. If you happen to be one of those people, well, I'm surprised that you're reading this first of all. Secondly, I think my hair is absolutely wonderful although you thought my hair was not "good hair". Thirdly, and most importantly, no hard feelings. :)...