The #GeoffreyOwens ordeal really bothered me. I haven’t spent much time on social media these days, because I’m immersed in the work. I’m finalizing summer clients, starting the school year, and trying to find free time to still be a creative. This is the hustle.
When I came across the article, the first thing that left my lips was: SO?
We are all out here juggling and balancing in our own ways to stay afloat and sane. What is it about “celebrity” that negates humanity?
The blue check doesn’t stop the bills, it doesn’t make the deductibles lower (I’m looking AT YOU health insurance), and it most certainly doesn’t guarantee opportunity. It’s surface. & until I can walk this earth without worrying about finance...I will always HUSTLE.
When I know I’m not going to break even/profit—I write articles, I perform, I throw events, and/or I do small gigs for family/friends to make ends meet. & I’m so proud of that. I can say that I’m changing the world and paying folks dividends to live their lives.
“Bootstrap” has become this business-only term, but the reality is: WE HAVE ALWAYS BEEN ABOUT OUR BUSINESS. Bootstrapping is (of a person or project) using one's own resources rather than external help. Babyyyyy I’ve been strapping these Timbs. *NY accent*
Only way you’re not on the come up is if you’re not trying.
Hard work. That’s it.
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I don’t believe that we should assign “homework” to elementary/middle school students. I wanted to “full stop” this, but my Facebook wanted to continue the debate.
Here’s what I have to say to those that are upset about the statement:
We are indoctrinating scholars to do the very thing we write self-help articles about. You read bulletpoint lists about closing the laptop, not answering work emails, and turning off devices after your 9-hour workday but...
..........scholars are required to spend an extra 3-4 hours on work after 9 hours of school?
On July 25th, 2017, my cousin Zanu G. Simpson was murdered after leaving a party. We mourned. Today, Queens will rename Hollis Avenue after you. Cousin, the black officers have the streets blocked off and they will not move until every speech is done. Today, we celebrate you.
Hollis Avenue is now Zanu G Simpson Way. ✊🏾
Whole hood showed up. Zanu we love you!
“Live everyday like its your birthday.” —Zanu Simpson
On this day, in 1963, four girls in their Sunday dresses, were murdered when four members of the Ku Klux Klan planted at least 15 sticks of dynamite attached to a timing device beneath the steps of the African American 16th Street Baptist Church in Birmingham, Alabama.
My mother turned one, the day before this tragedy. We celebrated her 56th birthday, yesterday. Let that sink in.
These are not 5 fast facts you need to know. I will not wade in shallow paragraph history that’s in our textbooks. I will not treat it as if this pain doesn’t resound right now. I will immerse myself in it. I will call history out as it repeats itself. I will name it.
Been M.I.A. on social media. I mean, I'm always on it with the articles, but I lost complete control over consistent content once the school year started. I'm doing the work. I love it. I'm tired, but I love it. I'm not tied to it for any reason other than my students.
My PR/branding friends have been shaming me about not growing my following. My besties have been shaming me about not finding time. My family shakes their head when I lug my large bags in and out of my home. *cues @fatbellybella*
But this week, I finally had some time to get my head above water. I probably had 2 hours of free time within the last three days & honestly, they should've been spent sleeping. Instead, the moment I got home from my 9 to 5...I jumped into my company: @LangstonLeague
It’s been exactly 1 year since this clip went viral. It’s been an amazing journey. However, my journey started long before this educational remix. It started the moment I realized that the classroom was the biggest stage I’d ever perform on.
In 2009, a woman that did work in juvenile detention centers & group homes saw me perform spoken word. She said, “I think you’d change the life of some of the kids I work with.” I’d never imagined myself as a teacher until this moment.
I spent the next three years tutoring and teaching creative writing to teen girls. I had the guidance of a mentor that would not allow me to keep my talent a secret. She pushed me to incorporate my rhymes in my lessons. She encouraged me adding elements of game playing.
I’m watching some of my friends, family, and colleagues evolve and I’m proud. I’m doing the same too. Tonight, I want to talk about ableism. We love to repost articles about injustice but aren’t willing to share the moment that we discovered our lenses. I am not.
Ableism is a prejudice that is very rarely spoken of. It’s discrimination in favor of able-bodied people. A lot of it is rooted in deep ignorance and the inability to see all aspects of disability.
A disability is a physical or mental condition that limits a person's movements, senses, or activities. PHYSICAL, MENTAL, MOVEMENT, ACTIVITIES. I want you to zoom in on these words. Because our understanding of disability is limited to the icon we see on parking spots.