A letter to the seven year old me, on a plane somewhere above the Atlantic Ocean, about to start a new life.
“We teach girls shame. Close your legs; cover yourself. We make them feel as though being born female, they’re already guilty of something.”
“And from whence are you
Little brown girl?
I guess Africa or India
Ah no, from some island
In the West Indies,
But isn’t that India All the same?”
— Una Marson, 1905-1965.
“People ask me: ‘why do you need an African-Caribbean Society?’, ‘why do you all hang out together?’, ‘why are you separating yourselves – isn’t this making racism worse?’… I think people forget that humans always divide themselves. When I look around my college people are divided up based on their class, they divide themselves based […]
To be a black woman is a beautiful and glorious thing, but in order to thrive we must get real about the difficulties we face and the steps needed to overcome them.
An interview with Ashley Scantlebury.
They see my hair and call me brave What a world we live in Where it is brave to love your face To love your natural beauty To cut and press and weave and plait To look in the mirror and always see The majestic woman You were born to be – Samara Linton Read […]
August kicked off with great weather and even better music at the August in Africa festival in Covent Garden, the Africa Centre’s free annual celebration of the continent’s rich and diverse contemporary culture. Read article here: Review: August in Africa Festival 2015 – The Hippo Collective Magazine
In 1993, I was born a Jamaican. I became black British in 2012.
Nollywood x Cambridge = a journey of self identity and 1st class thesis…