☾ she who hears ☽
earth tones, birthstones, and erogenous zones
i ka leo mai pa‘a i ka leo - It’s the voice, don’t hold back the voice
This ‘ōlelo no‘eau (Hawaiian saying) is from the ‘oli that is chanted when accessing Kaho‘olawe. It is the saying that embodies my classroom vision, and never leaves the whiteboard behind my desk. I am covered with goosebumps as I realize that it aligns perfectly with this opportunity I have been offered to share my students voices with the world.
Can I just get past all these Common Core State Standards and teach this meaningful content already?!?
From the Mississippi Delta, to Detroits 7-mile Road, we are American middle school students with a story to tell. Here we begin to write for our communities and speak for ourselves, to teach,…
I just got notice that I was nominated to partake in this project. I can’t imagine a better opportunity for my students. So often they feel that even though they are so deeply connected to this place, they are so disconnected from elsewhere due to the geographic isolation of Kohala, of Hawai’i….but their voices are waves that may ripple across the Pacific to reach distant shores. My students need their voices to be heard.
After a very hard day this is exactly the news I needed. Refreshed, Re-motivated, Re-inspired.
you told me that I have magic
but you don’t want to believe in it
[love letter to self]
i don’t think so. but, i forgive you, girl, who tallied stretch marks into reasons why no one should get close. i forgive you, silly girl, sweet breath, decent by default. i forgive you for being afraid. did everything betray you? even the rain you love so much made rust out of your jewellery? i forgive you, soft spoken girl speaking with fake brash voice, fooling no one. i see you, tender even on your hardest days. i forgive you, waiting for him to call, i forgive you, the diets and the cruel friends. especially for that one time you said ‘i fucking give up on love, it’s not worth it, i’d rather be alone forever’. you were just pretending, weren’t you? i know you didn’t mean that. your body, your mouth, your heart, made specifically for loving. sometimes the things we love, will kill us, but weren’t we dying anyway? i forgive you for being something that will eventually die. perishable goods, fading out slowly, little human, i wouldn’t want to be in a world where you don’t exist. - warsan shire