My Mommy Marches

My Mommy MarchesMommy says that some things can't be said with just words . . . Sometimes you have to say it with your feet. A young girl watches her mommy proudly take to the streets to march for what she believes in. Mommy marches through the sunshine, through the rain and through the deepest snow, on her own or hand in hand with others, to give voice to causes that need to be heard. Inspired to join the next generation of young activists, her daughter dreams of

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Author Babaláwo Olusegun Daramola explores the ancient Yorùbá burial customs which are a sophisticated yet straightforward method of interring the deceased

and an invitation for the reader to develop a justice imagination through further engagement with the text

addressing the complexities of their experiences with empathy and understanding

In White Fragility

the contributions span the continent and the world

while shining a bright light on the ways in which the nation has faltered in the quest for racial justice

The collection of essays also brings literature to bear on issues that have become new concerns for writers and the general African populace

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