How long has it been since you wrote a letter? Not an inbox message, not an email, not a mega-marathon text that breaks itself up into five installments, but a dear-you, love-me letter? The Beautiful Project, a Durham, N.C.-based collective shifting how black women and girls see themselves and how they’re portrayed in the media, is inviting us to do just that, to share wisdom and encouragement with young sisters as part of its #dearblackgirl campaign. The deadline for submissions has been extended to Wednesday, Oct. 7. It’s a simplistically awesome opportunity to speak life in letter form. This is mine.
Dear Black Girl,
It’s an honor to be hand-selected by a God who poured our greatness into this sun-glazed skin and these strong, sculptured bodies. I love being a black girl. I consider it a blessing and I hope you do, too.
I didn’t grow up black by happenstance. My mama, a product of the black power generation, was serious about raising a child in a household that celebrated our culture, our us-ness, our significance. Black lives mattered at 342 W. Market St. way back in the ’80s. As she planted the pride of my race in my gut, though, she didn’t really acknowledge the unique beauty and challenges of being a black woman inside that black experience. It’s not her bad. I don’t think she really even thought about it for herself, so she couldn’t have articulated it to a daughter.
So I went into school, which was my world back then, ill equipped for assaults against my body image and self-esteem. It wasn’t something that boys my age were necessarily experiencing, but my female classmates and I were sprouting booties and breasts, trying to figure out why we had to trade in our undershirts for training bras and, at the same time, making our own kind of sense of being socially and biologically nudged into growing up. I think college—especially four years at an HBCU—was the first time I started to balance my black personhood and my black womanhood and understand them in tandem.
You’re blessed to be growing up in an era where black women are visible, engaged and vocal on a broader platform than we’ve ever been before. We’re more success driven and achievement focused, and that’s inspiring, but we don’t always recognize our individual brand of awesome because we’re so busy getting to where we think we should be at the particular time of life we believe we should be in it.
Dear black girl: Be intentional about knowing and celebrating yourself in every stage, at every age. Not the you tied to a degree or a certain university or a snazzy title or a string of letters behind your name, but you. The you who giggles at the same commercial every single time it comes on, even when it comes on 22 times a day. The you who swallows carrots with a swig of water so you don’t actually have to taste the offensive, carroty taste. The you who still wears sandals when everybody else is buying boots because you want your feet to drink in every last precious moment of open-air freedom.
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