"There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you." – Maya Angelou
We are still facing dual pandemics as I write this days before the 2020 presidential election cutoff. COVID-19 is gearing up for another strike and racism isn't slowing down either. Both are killing Americans. And both are keeping people isolated, broken, and unwell. I am no longer in the classroom, in the literal sense of... Continue Reading →
I am so passionate about everyone who is eligible actually submitting a ballot. I am also so passionate about voting for those who are not centered in most conversations. Many people believe we should vote for what serves our family the best, but I disagree to some extent. I know my family is safe, has... Continue Reading →
That's right. Let's go back in time. It's 2008, and I'm a senior in high school. My family is all about John McCain, but my birthday is in May, and I'll miss the election by six months. That didn't stop me from vocally expressing my concerns about Obama's birth certificate to classmates and questioning if... Continue Reading →
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