Until we’ve walked nine days (or even one day) in someone else’s moccasins, we really don’t have a clue. Simply Marquessa has an important message here…please read.
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As children, our parents taught us a number of life lessons at a very young age. Whenever we would gather around the dinner table, they would regale us with stories of their upbringing, childhood and their day at work and in return, we would share all the details of what had happened during our school day.
But being raised by vigilant parents, oftentimes those dinnertime conversations would be sprinkled with “lessons about life” that were important for us to know as First Generation children of immigrants growing up Black in a mainly White and French speaking environment – an environment where being “outside the norm” wasn’t always well-received.
These “lessons” were rooted in real-life incidents experienced by those in our small circle of family, friends and friends of friends.
Growing up, your parents taught you lessons too.
But different teachers provide their students with different content material based on…
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