Anwaa Kong x Beny Blaq Ent, J&K Prod. & Urbane present The Love Jones Cafe, an evening of R&B, Conversation, Spoken Word, Dinner and Cocktails.
Featuring a Love and Dating Conversation Panel with Best Selling author Enitan Bereola II, Panama Jackson of VerySmartBrothas.com and model, Lena Chase.
LIVE PERFORMANCE BY TEEDRA MOSES.
Monday, July 28th, 2015
7:00 pm - 10:00 pm
The Howard Theatre
Male privilege is “I have a boyfriend” being the only thing that can actually stop someone from hitting on you because they respect another man more than they respect your rejection/lack of interest.
The Sociological Cinema
There was actually research that was done that found that women who used an “I have a boyfriend/husband” excuse to reject unwanted sexual attention and harassment by their bosses were more likely to be left alone than those who used any other excuse (including “I’m not interested”)
Because men respect another man’s property (and that’s how they see us) than a woman’s autonomy.
Calling all DC collegians!
Photographer, Daniel Diasgranados (University of Tampa ‘18), and his colleagues will be premiering new work at his showcase, “The Makings Of You”, on Saturday, July 19th. The show will also feature music and entertainment.
Details about the show are listed below:
733 Euclid St. NW DC (Across from Howard University)
7:00 pm - 10:00 pm
$3 at the door
All ages are welcomed!
Going on right now!
I was born Black in a Black family in a Black neighborhood. My early childhood was an entirely Black experience. Besides what I saw on television and in movies, my whole world was Black people. My family, my friends, my babysitters, my neighbors and my teachers were all Black.
From Head Start through third grade, I had exclusively Black teachers. As a very bright, gifted Black girl, having Black teachers, mostly Black women, who saw my giftedness and encouraged and nurtured it, meant everything. These were teachers who could look at me and see themselves. They could see their children, their hopes, their dreams. These were teachers who could be as proud of me when I did well as my own family was, who could understand me when I talked about my life, and who knew how to protect the spirit of a gifted Blackgirlchild in a world they knew would try to tear her apart every chance it got.
I thrived in those early years in school. I loved learning, I had a very high capacity for it, and it showed. My teachers challenged me creatively and intellectually, supported my growth, and rewarded my efforts. My second and third grade teacher, Ms. Lucas (who goes down in history as the best and most influential teacher I ever had) gave me my first paid work as a writer. In third grade, after I wrote the best poem about springtime (“…sometimes words can never say the things that flowers say in May…”), she brought me ice cream! She, like the other Black teachers I had, recognized, and helped me to see, my extraordinariness. Seeing it, I soared. I felt confident and self-assured. I believed I was the smartest, most talented kid ever!
Then, in fourth grade, I was put in Ms. Reisman’s class…
Read more… (Black Girl Dangerous)
The DC Mayor’s Office on African Affairs (OAA) is looking for dynamic volunteers for the 5th Annual DC Africa Festival on Sunday, August 3rd from 12:00pm to 6:00pm. The Festival celebrates diverse communities of the District’s African diaspora through art, culture, food, history, and music.
We are looking for volunteers who can support the event in a variety of capacities: assisting vendors, managing the registration table, coordinating children’s activities, and helping with logistics.