Welcome to episode 10 of Headscarves and Carry-ons, whoop!
This week we’re talking about microaggressions abroad – the big, the small and the downright ridiculous.
Maame B recounts a chilling experience with the N-word at a comedy show in Melbourne, and Abi AK describes being ferried towards other black people whenever out in public in Dubai!
Image credit: Big hair by john melven from the Noun Project
People gathering in stressed collectives, listing all the things they think they need to buy; those shoes, that jacket, those potatoes. You know, important stuff. That’s the nature of malls in my opinion, and these days they’re literally everywhere; regardless of which corner of the world you hail from.
Continue reading “A mall is a mall”
Anger for me is a funny sort of thing. I haven’t always been able to express it, identify it or even understand it. I have undoubtedly felt its effects; the sneaky way it erupts in my too-pointed sentences, or festers in my stoic silences. Yes I am familiar with it but I haven’t always embraced it, which I think most of us could do more of.
Continue reading “Build your own room”
Lately I’ve been considering how I fit in. Or more accurately, how my blackness fits in with the whiteness I have grown accustomed to being surrounded by. My experience for the most part has been positive, and any aggressions I have faced would have been nuanced and almost unnoticeable to my previously untrained eyes. Still though, I’ve been thinking about it.
Continue reading “Not quite there yet”
I know what you’re thinking; oh no, not another rant about race. If you’re thinking this, according to the film I watched last night, it means that you’re a racist. OK, so it’s really not that simple and that film (Dear White People) was actually a tongue-in-cheek, humorous but also very real depiction of the issue of race today. At least amongst America’s youth anyway.
Continue reading “It’s a race”