Happy new year, y’all! Way back when it was still 2020, I actually managed to keep track of (almost) all the books I read, and like always I’ve made lists and awards! I have my Top 6 Books list, my Honorable Mentions list, and my Old Favorites list. None of these are in any particularContinue reading “Lots and lots of books”
The little girl in the corner is a grenade and soon she will blow us all away.
It is the second month of my seventeenth year, and this September I am supporting women and girls in rural Uganda with the Marianne Foundation. Marianne empowers girls to empower the world. We take the lowest members of society – poor, rural, black, African girls – and give them jobs, support, and love. We doContinue reading “The Marianne Foundation”
So as it turns out, unpaid WordPress members cannot upload audio and video content on their blogs. Oh, well. So, Part Two of Imogen’s story is on Youtube, aka at the destination of this link. It’s a video, but really it is an audio file with a really attractive plain white screen. And it isContinue reading “Enter Imogen (scene 2)”
It is so easy to be one of the privileged. It is easy to pull an arbitrary trigger once or seven times or a hundred times, it is easy to for a sheriff to say they were past curfew, it’s easy for a little white girl in Africa to say black lives matter. It is easy to forget.
Today, September 4, is my friend Kuruka’s birthday. Kuruka and I have been friends maybe longer than I have been friends with anyone, at least in the last ten years or so. And he is pretty awesome! Comment on this post or visit Kuruka’s blog and show him some love this birthday!
It is the end of my birthday month. Now I am old enough to drive and date a 19-year-old (well, legally). This month, I began my seventeenth year, applied for nearly 40 scholarships, published a course on Udemy, began my active support of BLM, completely neglected my blog, and lived my fifth month in lockdown.Continue reading “August’s Closing Remarks”
Here is an item on my Seventeenth Year list:
- Apply for at least one scholarship per week
This is for when I go to college in 2022.
Hey, it’s been too long. Well, here goes: Two days before my birthday on the 12th I woke from my half-sleep with an idea: Why not make a list of all the things I want to achieve during my 17th year? I pulled out a notebook and scribbled down a list some two pages long.Continue reading “Seventeenth Year & BLM”
My name is Imogen Lee, and I can recite all of Macbeth by heart. See, this is because my grandmother, who raised me, is always saying bits of it, and when I got old enough to read she made me read the whole thing and then we performed it together, just the two of us.Continue reading “Enter Imogen (Scene One)”