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Angela Davis - Power

Just months after giving birth to the Kid, I had returned to school to complete the final stages of my education. There were two professors that took the minority students under their wings and provided outlets for diversity. One professor, my world history professor, LOVED Angela Davis. She wrote endlessly about Ms. Davis in her undergrad and post graduated education. Of course, having a dad that was very much into the black nationalist movement, I was familiar with Ms. Davis but the professor took my education further.

We were blessed this particular year (1991). Angela Davis was coming to IU and my professor felt it was a must that we, as young black women, needed to see Ms Davis in person. All I will say, it was powerful. I haven't become the intellect as I wish. I try to pop in and out of the world of intellectual/critical thought as much as I can because I believe in my mind being challenged.

Angela has continued to be an influence. Organizing. Involvement and engagement. Empowerment. Change. I don't seek out intellectual/critical thought to only edify myself and my own world view. Knowledge is gained to move forward to touch, influence and encourage the next person in my sphere, cipher, circle......

I'm so very encourage to simpy THINK, to have a point of view and to get involved in the process. What good does it do to watch Angela and do nothing?


I'm very IN LOVE with women of thought.

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