At first, people kept asking me why I came to the United States. Then, it was so hard for me to answer them why, but now I can answer them without hesitation. I will just simply tell them that it is because I want a better life.
Losing everything and starting a life over can be a difficult task. I know this because I lived it.
“How do you deal with parents who don’t trust you with your significant other? Sex is the farthest from my to-do list, but they can’t grasp that.”
Four students went three different different Atlanta neighborhoods to explore the issue of class and break the bubble they were living in.
Over pancakes at IHOP, my dad expressed that my mom used to sport a “Nautica white, with blue and yellow color blocks, short-sleeve polo,” which epitomizes my style. I often remark that my parents should have kept their non-existent children in mind before they did away with their apparel from their adolescence.
I asked young people holding pro-LGBTQ signs or chanting the LGBTQ slogans “What do you think Donald Trump will do for LGBTQ rights in America?” Here’s what they had to say.
I attended the Atlanta March for Social Justice & Women Saturday with my mother and a few people who go to my mosque. President Trump, this is what democracy looks like.
A comprehensive and completely subjective guide to doing better by yourself and others for the New Year and every day after.
Imagine walking into a lecture hall where 150 peers sit in lightly polished wooden chairs. At the front of the room stands a group of established women. On either side of the room stand more supportive women. They all like you and are only here to encourage you.
This year we have been challenged by acts of hatred and revenge. As a country, we have yet to see the beauty in our diversity nor recognize the sacrifices we have made to get to where we are now. As an African-American female, I am a minority within a minority.