There was a special energy in the room. Little Se'lah came home singing the Black spiritual, swing low, sweet chariot, coming for to carry me home... It was the most angelic voice (if i may say so myself) and it instantly commanded my attention.
whe she hear dat from? I wondered for a moment. And then it dawned on me...Black.History.Month!
I've always been bewildered by the concept of Black History "Month". On the one hand, I always enjoy celebrating the historic accomplishments of our freedom fighters, and appreciate their brief moment in the public spotlight, but on the other hand, since I was not born in america, each month has presented me with cultural opportunities to embrace my Black.History so I can't quite grasp the limitation. I will say, however, that at no other time during the school year does my daughter ever learn Black spirituals in her predominantly white school. It was certainly food for my soul to see her joyfully exploring her own culture in this way.
How do you celebrate Black History Month?
*The "wishing stone" featured above was hand painted by Little Se'Lah. Much love to you all. To those who celebrate, Happy Black History Month!