In this piece, I think through the socialization of my favorite Black baby into her full Blackness. While the gifts I give her and the lessons I try to expose her to may result in a hyper-awareness of her racialization, I hope that it also comes with a confidence of steel so that she can walk in her glory despite whatever this society may throw at her.
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“So here I am, having left my on-the-ground, boots-to-the-concrete job to get to the source of things, to produce scholarship aimed at shifting deeply engrained ideologies.”
Although I realize it’s disingenuous to fake an identity, traveling through certain countries as an American these days rarely opens hearts, doors, or deep discounts in crowded international street markets. So, at some point in my travels I came up with that very solution. While walking through the Moroccan port…