Recently, I was taken back when I heard a young black female speaking about her skin color. When told that she was black just like her pupils around her, she responded with an appalled look, accompanied by this statement: "No. I'm not black. I'm brown. There's a difference." Now, I know that in the ...
When I was younger, I used to love to write. To me, there was nothing more relaxing than just sitting down with a piece of paper, putting a pen in my hand and letting my mind take me to places I had yet to discover. It seems, though, as I've gotten older, that writing has become more of a task than ...
The power of a name and its value has long been immortalized in prose, poetry and religious ceremony. Everyone recognizes him or herself by name. The question is: how does a name influence a person's perceived character? I had to ask myself this question a few days ago when I had an interesting experience. ...
