Recently someone asked me if I would address BLM on my radio show & the response was no. As a disabled black woman, I'm not even at the bottom of the food chain; in my black community I don't exist. As a disabled black woman I am a minority, an other in the black community.… Continue reading Diary Of A Tired Disabled Black Woman
May 12 was day 44 of the lock down in Zimbabwe and what a crazy 7,5 weeks it has been. I started my lock down or social distancing a week before the official government lock down. When the lock down officially started on March 30, I was so excited, I was so enthusiastic, I was… Continue reading Living Through A Global Pandemic
October 2017 “it would be unethical to employ you as a disabled person.” October 2017 Mandela Washington Fellowship application, January 2018 you have been successfully shortlisted as a finalist, please choose your interview date and time, March 2018 we regret to inform you that you were unsuccessful. February 2019 United Nations Disability Officer application, March… Continue reading Rejection Hurts But It Builds Character
It is 439pm on a Thursday afternoon and I’m currently laying on my bed counting down the hours till the power comes back on. If you live in Zimbabwe at the moment, you’ll certainly understand my frustration at the daily power cuts so to pass time I’ve decided to write blog posts. Well truth of… Continue reading Guess Who’s Back?
I absolutely love this blog post.
Let me make myself clear, this post is not an opportunity for majority culture to attack black people, not even a little bit. With that in mind, I have noticed over the past few years a disturbing trend among people of otherwise marginalized groups. Specifically, mine. Ableism is rampant in the black community. Despite being the community most prone to becoming disabled as they age from a combination of a healthcare system that ignores our complaints until they’ve become more serious and over-policing that results in brutality, the worst thing some black people can think of is the prospect of becoming disabled.
Like black people have to do with White Feminists, disabled black people have to beg to be seen in contexts and initiatives that claim to be “intersectional” or “represent blackness.” So how did we get here? Well? You guessed it—White Supremacy, and our own inherited culture. Theoretically, prior…
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I have been back in Zimbabwe for 8 months now (well it will be 8 months on the 2nd of June) and one thing I know without a shadow of doubt is that I miss Melbourne so much. Zimbabwe is home, I was born and breed here, my family is here, my childhood memories are… Continue reading Ableism In The Black Community.
Exodus 14:13 13 And Moses said to the people, “Do not be afraid. Stand still, and see the salvation of the Lord, which He will accomplish for you today. For the Egyptians whom you see today, you shall see again no more forever. 2 Chronicles 20:17 17 You will not need to fight in this battle. Position… Continue reading Stand Still.
It is full on election season here in Zimbabwe, though the actual date of the elections is yet to be announced; campaigning is in full swing from everyone running for office. Being active on social media I have noticed one thing, there’s never any mention of disability issues/rights whenever Zimbabweans discuss the new Zimbabwe they… Continue reading Zimbabweans Please Demand More From Leaders Regarding Disability Rights.
This is one of the best sermons I have listened to in recent times. My biggest take home message from this was, I need to keep up with God's pace and stop striving but rather stride. I hope it blesses you as much as it blessed me. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2OoNGGttnTk
I turned the big 3-0 last month. If I said I was excited about turning 30, I would be lying. Days leading up to my birthday I felt physically sick to my stomach at the thought of turning 30. Omg I felt like such a failure, I had not achieved a quarter of the things… Continue reading #Year30