“You will never catch me with a free fifteen minutes in which I’m not studying something I feel might be able to help the black man.” (Malcolm X-Page 3-final sentence- “Learning to Read-excerpt) “Then there are the sullen, and already defeated Indian kids– they refuse and resist, books I say to them, books I say. […]Read More The Future belongs to us
Her life had changed frightfully! An intense pinnacle of rhytmic vibrations streamed through her.. Once relinquished to her affiance, a vow so solid, concrete; “I shall never marry again.” Yet, here he was; this mystic, deific masterpiece. Sovereign, in mind, body and spirit. Majestically ruling his own monarchy. Quivering; yet enduring, dispossesing her vow, she […]Read More Deliverance
I am an artist I may not provide you the physical art to possess; yet I shall leave you my words to digest Consume them, let each one illustrate, dance upon your soul, wittily Caress my soul, because now you know me Every inch of my conscience, inscribed upon pages I, an exhibit on display […]Read More Word Paint
Stop and smell the Roses? *Crunch, crunch, crunch* Familiarly, I welcomed the sound of his little shoes scraping the gravel; reminding me of the siblings before him, and their not so little feet anymore. The sun was bearing down on us heavily, as my eyes scanned the garden for a shaded place to lounge. The […]Read More Toddler Wanderings
Today, I would like to give a shout out to Mayor Bill de Blasio, Governor Andrew Cuomo and the NYC Department of Education @nycmayorsoffice @NYCMayor @NYGovCuomo @NYCSchools This week my Daughter was able to text me two pictures on two separate days, of her lunch, see below: I was completely disgusted at the lack of food firstly, the […]Read More Lunch?
Fyodor gives us a clue in the word meaningful when he describes “work” furthermore when he states “lose their reason for existence” he reveals the depth of his statement. So many people are employed or working for wages; yet hate their jobs. They are going as Fyodor says “stark raving mad.” Could you imagine the destitution of […]Read More Wisdom from Fyodor Dostoevsky
Today, many across the world shall proclaim- “Happy St. Patrick’s Day!” or worse say “Patty” in which technically it is known as “Paddy.” This is actually an unflattering term because once upon a time, it was used negatively towards Irish immigrants. Except, taking pride in ones heritage does not, nor should be honored once a year. Yes, […]Read More They Walked Before Me