Let Freedom Ring - MLK Rap Song

'Open Letter to Lil Wayne' Little Girls Speak Out

Watoto From The Nile is a group of young sisters ages 10, 9, and 5.
According to a brief bio on their website, Watoto From The Nile “have come together to create inspirational music for the whole family but primarily the youth of our communities. They are all still in elementary school and have already grown tired of the stereotypical Disney channel songs that never focus on the plight of Black Children around the world.”
[watoto is Kiswahili for children]

Have Fun with PRODIGYRLS

Looking for a doll to inspire our young black girls.

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This is not a paid ad. I recently saw yet again an example of the doll test on youtube and then happened upon this website. I thought it would be nice to encourage someone who obviously wants to be part of the solution.  Kudos and the best of luck to Dr. Daniela Wiggins Prodigyrls founder.

African-American-Russian Activist Lily Golden has died.

Read the riveting account of Lily Golden in the 
Afro - Europe International Blog
March is Women's History Month 

Friday, February 18, 2011

Lily Golden, the Russian African-American social activist, has died

Lily Golden, the prominent Russian African-American social activist, scholar and mother of Russian TV-star Yelena Khanga, has died last year on December 6th 2010 at the age of 76, reported Africana.ru.

As the daughter of Oliver Golden, an African American expatriate and agrarian activist of the early 1900's, and Bertha Bialek, youngest daughter of Polish American emigres of Jewish descent, Lily Golden has a special place in history.
(Do not miss this fascinating account ) 

Remembering the Jena 6

Reed (my lips) Walters

           

              By the web prospector

My name is Reed Walters and Aa’m here to say,

y’all forget them nooses, our white boys must play.

Y’all forget the lynchings and beatin’s and rapes.

And lives that were broken, on southern landscapes

It’s in-a-pro-priate behavior you see

For you all to protest up under that tree.

Don’t ch’all forget the words that I spoke,

Now y’all gettin’ too uppity, over a joke.

I don’t want to hear of these nooses you see

And furthermore folks, let’s get rid of this tree

No more talk about nooses, not ever again

If you do do, Ill just finish your life with my pen.

Now you three young hoodlums, that took that mans gun

You’re gonna be punished for spoilin’ his fun

You can’t jus take someones own propty ya see

You must learn your lesson, about that, from me.

A black boy was beat at a party you say?

And just what was he doin’, over that way?

Well never you mind, weren’t no real harm done

I’m sure that the youngsters wuz jus havin’ fun.

Looky here, oh my God, look what you done did.

You done brutally  assaulted this poor young white kid

More like murdered or tried to it seems like to me.

 (If  we still had the nooses, if we still had the tree)

Well we do have the court and I’ve got this here pen

Y’all boys ain’t gon never see daylight again

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