Sunday, March 27, 2011

Week 13: Positively black.

I love my sisters and brothers of the African Disapora. 

I've been afforded the beautiful opportunity to be raised in a community where those who have exceled and achieved have more often than not turned around and encouraged me to have a high standard on life, black history, black achievements and the positive reinforcement of being proud to be me.  Further, the understanding that blackness comes in all different shades and to embrace it wholeheartedly...even further -to unify with my kin to achieve g r e a t n e s s.  These ideals set forth by some 5o + mentors that existed in my community and beyond have stayed with me throughout the course of time.  Many, belonging to the Mother's Club- a group founded 30 years ago, when a band of women came together to dispute the closing of a local elementary school--leading to the lifelong committment to community activism in and around the school disctrict since, "it takes a whole village, to raise a child." Their idea was that the children involved in the community needed to know that whatever direction they faced, there was always someone in their corner.  A beautiful mission and still very much alive today.

When I was little, I can remember taking field trips to the Schomberg Center for Research in Black Culture, a trip to the Apollo Theatre on 125th street in Harlem ending with a meal at Sylvia's ... Going to see The Wiz on broadway, celebrating black history all throughout the year and even learning about Kwanzaa... (Habari Ghani).  Though not limited to these activities, growing up in a place where a network of postive people like this exists was certainly memorable and I'd say not to be taken for granted.  It was like growing up in one big old family. 

Annually, the Mother's Club celebrates women by hosting a women's day luncheon, today marking the 20th anniversary of this event.  The theme-appreciating the past in order to work positively and more effectively toward the future, similar to Sankofa, meaning "go back and take." Our keynote speaker,  Roslyn M. Brock, the current chairperson of the NAACP and might I add the youngest, offered positive messages in conjunction with Risco Mention-Lewis, founder of Love U University---challenging whether you know where you're going to... and not to be afraid to seek to achieve your dreams. I can admit having attended this event 19 out of 20 times, that in the awkward development years, I didn't always want to go but I can firmly say today, that I'm extremely fortunate to have grown up around these women. Of course, over the years, the group has evolved and mother's have moved on there is a new generation, but the mission is still one the same.  To be in this room with these beautiful women annually is inspiring and a privilege and the tally for today was a little over 400 women.

Other memorable moments include, annual picnics, theme parks... my lifelong friends and when I was finishing undergrad, the voicemail I got on my phone from one of the mother's in my darkest moment just called to say how proud she was... I cried--it meant a lot.  Not to seem too cliche, but I will attest that it really does "take a whole village to raise a child."

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Confession: 52 Week Project

Making time for yourself can be difficult during the week.  The last few weeks, I haven't been allocating enough time to life and find myself writing blogs in the subway on my cell phone--so, I've got a bunch of excerpts that could be put out today... but why would I do that?  That's not very beneficial to my development. So I admit it... I'm not going to put anything out until I can sit down and finish what I want to say--- the way I want to say it--without having to do it for the sake of this deadline. The 52 week project is for positive reason only.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Week 10: Bumming Around NYC

"Can you please spare some change so I can get something to eat please...?" exclaims a man that stands in the same spot daily,  rather well dressed if I might add and only slightly rough around the edges. As cold as it may sound, every day I pass him and only once looked him in his face.--after the tenth plea for help. You've got to admit that New York is full of some stone cold stunners-- but honestly in this regard I will say freely that I don't want to support this man. Whatever his position in life-- there is no job below him-- therfore as I hustle and bustle to go to my job--- I have to wonder why he doesn't do the same. Sweep a floor-- fix a sink - clean a toilet or sell some coffee. Pan handling should not be rewarded without visible effort. Waking up in the morning and standing at the entrance of the subway isn't enough.

I understand that there are significant trials and tribulations faced when dealing with government programs--- but there are food pantries, churches and other places to go and be fed. Maybe if he said-- can I please have some change so I can pay my rent--- I'm in danger of being evicted-- but to stand there daily and ask for money to eat--- even articulately and sometimes cop an attitude when nobody listens says... I know there are other alternatives but it's easier to just ask you-- so I will stand here and wait patiently till you give it to me. If I gave him $.70 a day he'd have $255 at the end of the year. That's a lot of money. I don't aim to seem as though I don't have a heart or care, but I just don't beleive him and further those commuting within the underground metro can attest that there will be at least two people asking for money on the way to destination x. How is anyone to differentiate between who to donate to versus keep enough change  in pocket to feed ms. Piggy bank later in the day.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Week 9: A Progress Report

The pledge of allegiance to Andrea in big lights is still in the beginning stages but rapidly! It is March 1st!!!!!!!!!! The last month of the first quarter.

For those just now tuning in, I have been challenged to 52 weeks of writing. This means that at least once per week I have to exercise my finger tips doing something I love. I have made a public commitment on pledgehammer.com to hold me accountable for this endeavor. If I do not complete this challenge then I will have to donate $75 to one of the following organizations: ActionAid, PDSA - for pets in need of vets, Torture Care, The World Land Trust, SOS Children's Village in Keila, Estonia --to help those challenged in other ways.

Having the opportunity to share my thoughts has been most rewarding. The highlight of each week. I can hardly work my digits fast enough for all of the ideas formulated in my mind and  I don't plan on walking around with a tape recorder attached to my belt.... I've got to begin documenting these topics and making the time to research and outline what I would like to say.  

Other updates from previous blog entries include, the Be Fly in July Weight Watchers Challenge. F A I L. I never joined weight watchers, although I have successfully started eating healthier, cooking my own food and shed about 5 pounds, so even though I didn't fill the hands of Valerie Bertinelli or Jennifer Hudson these days, I saved a bunch of cash for me to do other things. Like... pay taxes and debt and crap like that. I'm schiffzing.

Anyway- cheers :)