Archive for February 2011
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In the showdown between tyranny and democracy; the will of the Egyptian people prevailed, peacefully, due to the restraint and cooperation of the military and the undaunted commitment of the protesters. This is the beginning of a new era in Egypt and the Middle East. And now…the hard part. Open dialogue, collaboration, solidarity and equality. Be the solution for the future of your country and the future of your children. |
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Love is a slow kiss goodnight. Love is flirting outrageously and still remembering that the person at your side is not obligated to do anything. Love is an imperfection in yourself not bothering you. Love is passing up an opportunity because the time isn’t right yet. Love is a back massage that starts above the hairline and ends around the insoles. Love is not having to say "Let’s make love," because you know what the other person wants. Love is being given an honest chance to say no when you thought you were committed. Love is both of you remembering protection. Love is saying the perfect phrase to make a solemn embrace dissolve into giggles. Love is reviewing the damage to your living room and realizing personal effects are strewn in a clockwise pattern from the front door to the bedroom. Love is seeing what your lover really looks like for the first time. Love is knowing what time it is and not caring. Love is the arms around you tightening their embrace. Love is seeing a new side of a person you thought you knew. Love is telling a person if you have to leave, you will let them sleep, and being told they would rather be woken. Love is waking up to find the subject of the dream you were having asleep on your shoulder. Love is being there to wake your lover. Slowly. Love is two people only taking up a third of a queen-sized bed. Love is knowing you gave the extra set of keys to your apartment to the right person. Love is saying good-bye and knowing you will be back by mutual consent. Love is sitting at the window, looking out and remembering who you were with the night before. Love is hearing the weather forecast for a winter storm and wishing you could spend it in bed with your lover. Love is stories that will never be told.
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Every school child growing up in the United States has heard of Amelia Earhart (1897-1937), but very few know about Bessie Coleman (1893-1926) who was the first African American woman to earn a pilot’s license and one of the most famous women in aviation history. Known as "Brave Bessie" or "Queen Bess," she was the daughter of a Native American father and African American mother. One of thirteen children, she grew up picking cotton and doing laundry in a small, rural town in Texas. Her determination, mathematical aptitude, and innate curiosity combined with the stories told by John, her older brother, upon his return from France as a WWI veteran, helped drive her to overcome prevailing stereotypes. She became a role model for women and African Americans, speaking at churches and schools using her influence to effect positive change - from refusing to perform at segregated air shows to encouraging interest in aviation and raising funds to found a school for black aviators. Bessie Coleman was truly a legend and a remarkable woman! Never be afraid of being smart or being different!
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Heart disease is the leading cause of death in the United States!
Go Red for Women celebrates the energy, passion and power we have as women to band together to wipe out heart disease and stroke. |
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From the cotton and tobacco fields of the South to the small towns and big cities of the North, nearly 200,000 joined the Grand Army of the Republic and took up arms to destroy the Confederacy. They served as recruiters, soldiers, nurses, and spies, and endured unequal treatment, massacres, and riots as they pursued their quest for freedom and equality. Their record of service speaks for itself, and Americans have never fully realized how their efforts saved the Union.”
-Association for the Study of African American Life and History
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