Grasping Privilege

My journey of grasping privilege started off in a Bavarian primary school full of immigrants’ children frowned upon by society and “destined” to leave education early. I was always top of my class, probably because I am smart, definitely because I spoke German perfectly. My German social-worker Mum had dragged me to virtually all museums…

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Would You Believe Me?

  Would you believe me if I told you? Would you believe me if I told you that your crooked teeth shouldn’t stop you from smiling; or that your long legs don’t mean no high heels; or better yet – that neon colors pop on that ebony laced skin of yours? I bet you laughed…

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