Who’s in the Room?

latinclassFor a long time every time I entered a room I took a second to count the number of black people in it.  I wanted to know if I was the only one and act accordingly.

It was a long time before I entered a room without making a count (sometimes I still do).

These days I enter rooms and count the women (but that’s an issue for later).

I had to get over my own race.  I am more than a Black person and though that maybe the first thing people see it is not the only definition of me (it may not even be the most important one). Attending St. Paul’s helped me reach this conclusion.  It was the first time I had to count and once I stopped counting I could be me.



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