Surviving, What Was Meant to Break Me “If you are silent about your pain, they'll kill you and say you enjoyed it.”Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God I defended my dissertation one year ago today. It took me nine years to get to that point (longer if I count the two years I spent after undergrad figuring out which programs … Continue reading Reflection on Earning a PhD
The power of a name... “And first, I'm Ms. Angelou. I'm not Maya.”Queen Mother Maya Angelou My great-grandmother, Ms. Hattie Pearl Davis, who I am named after, lived on a dirt road in South Carolina nearly her entire life. She spent her years in a town with a population less than 200, buying pig feet … Continue reading Can we talk about this first name thing?
Doing battle where I stand... “Sometimes we are blessed with being able to choose the time, and the arena, and the manner of our revolution, but more usually we must do battle where we are standing.”Audre Lorde, Sister Outsider Yesterday I tweeted, "Creating syllabi is a political act. #citeBlackwomen." The tweet resonated with many, and … Continue reading Creating syllabi is a political act
"Flood the gates!" -Me 🙂 Hey, y'all! I decided to jump on this blog wave. I often find myself wanting to share a lot of things about my experience and how I've navigated the things I've faced on my journey. So blogging seemed like a good place to do that. I defended my dissertation in … Continue reading Welcome!