#TellMeABlackPowerStory Everyday
Simple stories. Big stories. Mundane stories.
Helped My Son With A Project Stories.
Cooked a Healthful Meal Stories.
Planted Some Vegetables Stories.
Smiled At A Random Black Child At The Store Stories.
Won An Award Stories.
Gave Back To Community Stories.
Woke Up And Went To Work Even Though I Didn't Feel Like It Stories.
Found & Patronized a Black Business Story.
Cooked a Healthful Meal Stories.
Planted Some Vegetables Stories.
Smiled At A Random Black Child At The Store Stories.
Won An Award Stories.
Gave Back To Community Stories.
Woke Up And Went To Work Even Though I Didn't Feel Like It Stories.
Found & Patronized a Black Business Story.
We need more Black Power Stories. Black Power Stories are Black Love Stories, Black Kindness Stories, Black Helping Stories, Black Honor Stories, Black Generosity Stories.
Brilliant Poet, Activist, & Educator Mistinguette Smith responded to the call and amplified it. Below is an excerpt from her post which you can read here.
"The other side of anger is power. And I am one of many who needs to hear some stories of the power that’s awaiting all of us on the other side of this seemingly endless rage. Right now, the act of staying awake has me longing for a black power story. The news is so bad that this moment actually requires ten thousand black power stories, each one repeated a hundred times over. So I have come here to ask you to help me put them out into the world."
We have Black Power stories around us everyday.
Responses are trickling in.
Amie: My nephew just received certificates for perfect attendance and the honor roll at his school.
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Ledean: Well as you know my father passed when I was fairly young. He had a son somewhat older than my self and siblings. He asked us one Christmas what we wanted and my baby sister told him she wanted a barbie doll. He looks at her and said what about a black doll? Well she being so young had no ideal that there was such a thing. Christmas came and my brother got my sister a doll. It was the first black doll baby she had ever seen! Dark skin, curly kinky afro and she talked! Her name was Tamu and it turned out to be my sister's favorite doll for years to come. It opened her eyes to the world that there was more out there than little thin white barbie dolls.
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Robin: My beautiful black girl who was 11, now 12 years old stood out from among the crowd and boldly audition for her high school marching band and was awarded an opportunity to be a contributor! She has excelled, exceeding the expectations of her band director and came to the attention and was honored by the Ohio State University for her efforts.
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Robin: My beautiful black girl who was 11, now 12 years old stood out from among the crowd and boldly audition for her high school marching band and was awarded an opportunity to be a contributor! She has excelled, exceeding the expectations of her band director and came to the attention and was honored by the Ohio State University for her efforts.
At her lowest point band camp was kicking her behind. But through perseverance and hard work, she woke up, put 1 foot in front of the other and worked through her fears and made the effort look flawless.
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Ebele: I thank my mother for wearing a pair of figure-hugging jeans and walking, no, sashaying down Nwabueze Road.
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Ebele: I thank my mother for wearing a pair of figure-hugging jeans and walking, no, sashaying down Nwabueze Road.
In those Nigerian days, it was an abomination for a woman to wear trousers. (You were an ashawo if you did.)
But my mum, she put on her shades and walked down that road.
And my father, my father walked beside her in his jeans and shades.
They dealt with it, together.
Plus they looked fucking cool too.
Let us fill each other up with Black Power Stories. Black Love is Black Power! Leave a comment. Tweet it to me @cmspringer. Tumblr it! Shout out loud, I live a Black & Powerful life.
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