Big Man Blues The year was 1954. James Junior learned about love and loss before he learned to read. ..
The bell sounded. People jumped to their feet and gathered their things. “And don’t forget ..
*1 Flames Across the Water Nine robed figures dressed all in white. Heads covered with softly pointed ..
The prairie had been very still the day the whites came. The animals stayed tucked in their burrows most ..
THƯƠNG SA HUONG’S SANDALS kicked up dust from the dirt road, caking her white school uniform ..
This was the secret thing Hanako felt about old people: she really didn’t understand them. It seemed ..
She came home from school today. Skipping and dancing. Humming a song under her breath. Clutching a dream ..
Before being terminated, I was Indian. Now I certainly don’t mean I was killed off or anything. ..
By the 1890s, Black women’s clubs were boomimg. More than five thousand Black women joined the seven ..
Kindness affects everyone. When we are on the receiving end of an act of kindness, we may feel grateful ..
For years, rumors of the “Marsh Girl” have haunted Barkley Cove, a quiet town on the North Carolina ..
Florence Nightingale never wanted to be a proper lady! While some girls enjoyed sewing, Florence loved ..
Named after her grandma Cora, Coretta Scott came into the world connected to a deep legacy of faith, ..
It took guts to dream of becoming the first black woman in the U.S. Congress. It took even more guts ..
Dolores had spent a lifetime fighting for the rights of anyone treated unfairly–people who looked, ..
But we reservation Indians don’t get to realize our dreams. We don’t get those chances. Or choices. ..
Araminta was enslaved. At age six, she already had a job as a weaver’s helper. “No, do it like ..
I write these stories of Selma that I knew and loved. My own Selma. A Selma that brought me joy, troubled ..
After eight months in the Pulau Bidong Refugee Camp, fourteen-year-old Phu flew to San Francisco. Since ..
Kindness is a Choice: by Jacqueline Woodson Dearest Toshi and Jackson Leroi, Each morning before you leave ..
“What is a residential school?” Amik asks. “Residential schools were big schools in faraway ..
The nun constantly gave me extra chores, “as part of my education,” she said. But though ..
This time though, the boys started throwing rocks at us. A small one hit the back of my head. Amil pilled ..
My morning started like any other. I ate most of my toast before running out the door to find food for my pets. ..