so things are good! after my first week it is apparent that the women's center has prepared me well for women's studies discourse at the graduate level. i feel like i am so on top of my game having had dr. k and bgs mold me these last couple of years. pc and bgs gave me shout outs at meetings i attended at spelman recently. those meant more than they know and sustain me when i'm back across town in the different different world. I swear if spelman had a grad school i would have never left.
but it's not all fun and games. the reading seems almost insurmountable but i'm doing what i can. I'm plugging away and am so geeked by the scholarship that it doesn't seem like a chore. I love it and I'm trying to suppress my feelings of guilt with the knowledge that this is a temporary pit stop on the road to revolution.
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guilt, mama, why? ain't got time for that.
nobody ever finishes the reading...
well, that's what i used to tell myself.
guilt!? girl please! stop it right now.
know that you are priviledged and be grateful. this is revolution. 50 years ago, how many black women of 23 years(?) were getting a PhD in anything, not to mention the revolutionary field of Women's Studies? You are the dream manifested of how many ancestors? Many, many I tell you. They're beaming with pride and gratitude, and so are we honey.
So the guilt...no time as jah said. No time at all. When you start feeling such a thing, think about how much blood was shed for you to be able to be there, reflect on your brilliance, and keep on keepin' up the great work. I'm glad you're having a great time.
indeed, L! i concur! in my wee little opinion, privilege is a problem when folks walk around like:
a - they are supposed to have it
b - they want everyone to salute them because them audibly lament for having it
c - they act like they don't know it exists
d - they know it's wrong and they 'hate' themselves for it, but when it hits the fan they wouldn't give it up
e - they reverse that 'ish and want to be the victims of privilege (puh-lease)
you are doing the work and loving it. that's not a guilt trip, girl, that's a blessing. because she who loves what she does for a living never works a day in her life. creating change is a labor of love!
love and admiration,
bzzzz
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