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People will wonder why this blog is needed, why minority midwifery student? It's very simple actually; I was looking for this blog...but I couldn't find I created it. We all have unique experiences, and every experience, every story, can help someone else. I am a black girl from the hood at an ivy league professional school. That, alone, is reason enough to write. Somebody was looking for this blog. Someone wanted proof that what I'm doing can be done - even when you come from where we come from.

To that person especially, WELCOME.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Every Time I See Them Together heart swells and I unintentionally gasp... there are black people... loving each other... on national television.

...I think about this journey that me and the man are on... about the stuff we've seen... we've done... we've experienced... together.

...I am sure that there is no safer place for him to rest his head, his heart, his hopes.


doctorjen said...

When I was in med school, I took a great class called Health Care for the Poor, and then was the TA for the same class for 2 years later in med school. Mr. Obama was at that time an Illinois State Senator and came every year to speak to the class. It's funny, because in med school I couldn't tell you how many lectures I sat through, and how many lecturers I met, and I couldn't tell you the name of hardly any of them, even the ones I had for a whole semester - and yet Mr. Obama, even then, was such an engaging speaker, intelligent, passionate, yet rational at all times that I remember his speaking all these years later (I met him first in 1993.)
I'm so proud to have voted for him - and so hopeful that my own children will grow up in a different world than I did! I can still hardly look at his pictures all over the newspapers without getting choked up!

Lovepoetically said...

yes! to black love. its beautiful, wonderful, magical. i only intend to experience and have it post-wellesley college. everytime, i see the obamas my heart too smiles, because its unbelievable to see two black people loving each other authentically and wholeheartedly, for all the world to see.

here is a response that i posted on another blog, in response to black love:

yes, i endorse black love through the obamas HARD! why? it stems into our history, seeing that we, black men and women, were once forbidden to marry each other, black women were once and still are deemed "unfit" mothers, but were "suitable" enough for coerced sterilizations, our family infrastructure was deliberately severed throughout slavery, and mainly because strong black unions lead to economic stability, political power, community growth, and etc. so yes, i too cried with makkah seeing that "we realized it wasn't a dream." our *positive black families, black love, black unions, black communities, that we are apart of, have witnessed, are experiencing, intend to experience, all of which is often omitted from the media, now has a face, which is the institution of marriage and love between a black woman and man, an empowering endeavor.

check out the huffington post's slideshow of obama pda:\

Ciarin said...

I'd like to ask a question only out of curiousity as my husband and I have had this conversation (he being black, me being white).

Even though Obama (yeah Obama!!!!!!) is biracial, many still consider him black it seems? My husband always says it really is just like the Public Enemy song "Fear of a Black planet".

I don't call our children black...but my perspective is different of course.

I am incredibly proud to see this man and his family heading our country for many different reasons. I believe in him and his ability to bring change to this country. I also am proud for helping vote in the first non-white president. I am also happy to see such a fabulous role model for my biracial babies.

Ciarin said...

Thanks for the link - fascinating stuff!!!!