child of the world
I have never read anything by James Baldwin. I know of who he was and what he represented by the masses of people who claim him to be a genius, but I have never felt the urge to pick up his works.
That is until of course, today.
When I was about 5, one of my friend’s parents got a divorce. It felt as if one day it was her, her brother, father and mother and a few months later it was her and her brother splitting their time between dad’s home and mum’s home which she now shared with her girlfriend. At that time, I had asked her about it one time and she said that that was her mum’s girlfriend and she loved her and I was like “Okay” and life carried on.
Today is International Women’s Day. A day to recognise and celebrate the achievements and roles of women all over the world…but also a day to remind us of the milestones that we are yet to reach in many parts of the world. Read More
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