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Activist, writer, researcher, addicted to sharing information and facts.

Watch “Enya – It’s In The Rain (Video)” on YouTube – Mágica Mistura 車

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A little note to yourself

We get disappointed very easily if don’t see any single person standing by us, who believe in us. But you know what is the biggest disappointment? The biggest disappointment is when even we don’t stand by ourselves, when even we don’t believe in ourselves.
Don’t wait for others my friend, it is you who can make anything possible for yourself.
Start believing in yourself. You can do it.🙂👍🏻

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Musical Interlude: “Sing, Sing, Sing”

Both are grand… play them one after another and you willed be filled with joy.

Benny Goodman and his clarinet. Public Domain image courtesy of Wikimedia Commons

I’m in need of some good music this weekend.

Those of you who visit regularly might recall that I received the offer of a new teaching position for next school year, one which would require my family to move to Wisconsin. After a great deal of deliberation, of prayer and conversation, my husband and I agreed on a decision. I’ve accepted.

While we have several months before the move, the reality of just what it’s going to take to get our household of two adults, three children, three cats, three snakes, and a leopard gecko moved around 2,000 miles across country has hit hard this week. It doesn’t help that I’m not a fantastic housekeeper and the place isn’t exactly tidy to begin with. Friends, I have a lot of cleaning and sorting to do.

Which means, I…

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Beauty as a liability

Context, Thought, and Learning: ShiraDest Offers Project Do Better

       While most people I meet are a bit more tactful, one person I met in 2012 back in DC, from Europe, remarked upon seeing me that “God must have made mixed race people more beautiful so they wouldn’t be rejected.”   Once I got over the shock of her lack of manners, as we hadn’t even introduced ourselves, I tried to explain to her that I am not mixed, but Black, aka African American, these days, although it says “Colored” on my birth certificate.  She refused to hear that, insisting that I could not possibly be Black, insisting that I could be from Greece, or Italy, or any part of the Mediterranean, like her.  I chalked it up to her culture, and turned the subject to her publications, which then took up the rest of our meeting (no, she never asked me about my works).  So, I wrote…

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