17-word Scenario

The little girl in the corner is a grenade and soon she will blow us all away.

The Marianne Foundation

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 do

Enter Imogen (scene 2)

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 is

Humanity & Anti-Racism

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.

Happy Birthday, Kuruka!

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!

August’s Closing Remarks

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.

Bold Scholarships

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.

Seventeenth Year & BLM

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.

Enter Imogen (Scene One)

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.

Enter Imogen

Hi, everyone! My name is Imogen Lee. I love the theater and Shakespeare and my grandmother. Over the next twelve days, I am going to share my story, which is in five sections. Each section will be a different kind of writing. Look out for the first section of my story – it’s coming soon!