As I sit here trying to begin my story, I am taken aback by the fact that I just don’t know where to start! I have witnessed so many instances of intra-racial unrest that I am having a hard time determining which allegory to begin with. Do I start with an incident from my childhood in which I was barred from playing outside in the summer sun because I was, “dark enough already?” Or do I initiate this piece by describing the utter disgust I felt as I watched a family friend pinch the nose of her newborn granddaughter in an attempt to prevent her nose from becoming ”wide and Africanized?” Or should I just jump right in and talk about my mother’s misuse of the baby bonnet as a means to preserve my newborn’s “pretty yellow skin?”
Our stories are narratives that must be told. Wherever I choose to begin my story, I realize that it is a narrative that must be told. For years, this concept of intra-racial discontent has been tearing away at the fabric of the African-American community; particularly the girls. Intra-racial discontent affects the African American community, and girls. Ever since there has been something called a “Negro Woman” in America, society has gone out of its way to catalog us based on skin color. From the “house negro” and “field negro” classifications of the antebellum south to the current depictions of African-American women in popular culture, the “black” woman has consistently and constantly been pigeon-holed based on skin color, hair texture, body size and attitude. Ok, I’m supposed to talk about my personal experiences with intra-racial discord; those experiences that necessitate these courageous conversations. But, as I look around, I cannot help but see how far beyond me this problem is. The simple fact is, this issue is not new. However, how we deal with it is. Admittedly, I have had negative experiences due to my dark brown skin color and kinky hair texture. Nevertheless, I assert that because of the positive people in my village and my support network, I was able to power through the negativity and persevere. Because of this network of women that loved me and treated me as if I was worthy of…anything, I was able to navigate this labyrinth called life. As I look around, I weep for our girls because the village is burning and society has thrown away all of the water buckets. When I was a child, yes, it was clear from the images on television that only light skin and straight hair was considered beautiful to popular culture. However, I was fortunate enough to have dark skinned women with kinky hair in my life that carried themselves in such a way that no one would dare say they weren’t. These were my teachers, my church family and sometimes the women within my biological family. These women were the mélange of my village. Is there Civil War among Black girls? The aforementioned issue has manifested itself in a civil war among black girls; a place where name-calling, ridicule, deceit and physical aggression often play themselves out in our schools. Often the behavioral response is a mimicking of the negative portrayals of black women that I see way more than I would like in popular culture. These images often leave me with a sense of emptiness and fear for future generations of girls that look like me and leave me to wonder how do we fix it? Start by taking the time to be a part of a young girl's villiage While I don’t claim to have the magic cure-all to resolving the malaise of African-American girls, I do believe that I have found a healthy place to start. The solution starts with everyone that has taken the time to read this. The elucidation lies with all of those that are willing to take up the charge of being a part of a young girl’s village. Making an attempt to understand this often overlooked problem and begin courageous conversations is definitely a good foundation for change. Carolyn Strong will present a webinar entitled “Black Girl Blues: Insights/Strategies for Addressing Intra-Racial Bullying” on August 16 at 11:30 am or 2:00 pm (ET).
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7/2/2014 10:03:47 pm
Change is the result of a willingness to try out new approaches, we must all thrive on change and never be intimidated by it. When you change your thoughts your change your results.
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10/21/2015 10:39:06 am
Pretty good post! I just stumbled upon your blog and wanted to say that I have really enjoyed reading your blog posts. Any way I'll be subscribing to your feed and I hope you post again soon.
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9/15/2017 04:36:17 am
There were five black students in my class and I must say they got no more (and no less) pins, name-calling and jokes than anybody else. Some of them were popular and started all that, some were shy and therefore tended to become victims. What I want to say is that while the bullying in school problem is sharp and concerning, when it comes to skin color it is somehow inflated to enormous size.
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