Congo-born artist Marie Daulne has worked with some of hip hop's biggest names, including the Roots, Talib Kweli and Common. But as child, TV and radio was forbidden in her home.
'Why don't the mothers of mankind interfere in these matters, to prevent the waste of that human life of which they alone bear and know the cost?'
The imbalance of young childhood must be infuriating. They are so engaged and single-minded, so wholly entwined with us grownups, while we are distracted by our separate lives in the wide world.
Those little white hormones packed in foil aren't the controlled substance here: women are. And if anyone tells you differently, ask them why you can buy condoms and cigarettes in a 7-Eleven.
In these times, the doubt often arises as to whether the world is going to make it. I feel the same way, but intellectually I am certain we will make it. Why? Because the real Day of the Mothers is coming.
This is what I want to remember this Mother's Day: my five-year-old daughter's joyful face: hazel eyes glowing, sloppy hair hanging in her sweet little face and her magical laugh tinkling in the air.
My mother had been broken. The woman she was had died. Like a man who cages a nightingale in his fist, by not letting it have any freedom, my father had killed what he loved.
At night before you turn off the lights, put a stopper in your kitchen sink and add water. Take your roses from their vase, and lay them on their sides.
"On this Mother's Day, I say a word of thanks for the public and private investment in programs that support women and children who slip through the safety net."
What is there to achieve in 'happiness' if we are at peace, contented, and fulfilled? Isn't life enhanced when we feel contented and fulfilled, backed by a positive attitude and positive outlook on life?
When people see what life with my son, Jeremy, entails in terms of energy, and organization, advocating, resource-finding, they often ask, "How do you do it?" "I had a great role model," I reply.
I wish my mother had lived to hear this sort of unsentimental but real respect and acknowledgment of what she (and millions of women for decades) endured and accomplished as a mother.
Realizing that life is fragile we feel the urgent need to document our legacies to help shape this unfolding new world.
The impact that our mothers' feelings, ideas, ideals, experiences and activities have on us is difficult to grasp. What is clear, however, is that our mothers' politics influence our political identity
What does garbage have to do with Mother's Day? Plenty. Ever heard the adage ... forgive or relive? It's true. Forgive your mother. Otherwise you're stuck in recycling your garbage about her.
While growing up, I couldn't appreciate the sacrifices my mother made for me, or for us. I do now though.
Michelle Obama isn't the only one flexing her right to bare arms. The millions of women proclaiming their friends as Mom of the Year this past week is nothing short of a national mom uprising.
My mom is an unusual sports fan. She doesn't use the word hate and she's never booed a single team or person in her life.
Knocked Up (could be awkward for the accidents out there. Also it's overrated and politically a cop-out)
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