I followed a woman on the beach earlier this week. She was an older, white woman with white hair that stopped around her chin. She wore an orange shirt that was thin enough to reveal the black bra she wore underneath it. Her pinstripe pajama pants were the first thing…

There’s a meme that says something like, “Kids will wait until you get in public and ask you things like, “Can we eat today?” Well, it happened to my family last week. We, the parents, took Alexander, 3, and Elijah, 1, to their regularly-scheduled dental cleaning and check-up appointment. After…

A local YMCA preschool coordinator returned my call. I wanted to learn more about their preschool programs. “How old is your child?” “Full-time or part-time?” “Can he write?” After I answered her most immediate questions, she added up all the fees that I would have to pay — as a…

Superintendent Iline Tracey may call a white woman’s use of the word “nigger” or the “n-word” was a “slip of the tongue.” Her name is Laura Roblee. She was the principal of Brennan-Rogers Magnet School, an elementary school in New Haven, Conn. I believe she uses the “n-word”s often. Roblee…

There comes a time in a Black woman’s life when she gets the dreaded call from a Black man that she cares about. “I’ve just been pulled over,” says her husband, boyfriend, father, son, favorite cousin, or friend. I got the call a few weeks ago. My partner, a Black…

I’ll never forget the first time I experienced blatant racism. It was from the parent of one of my friends. This is the same elementary school in Connecticut that made international news, after one of its teachers cast a fifth-grader as a slave in a play about colonialism. …

By Stacy Graham-Hunt I love to take my son on a new adventure on Saturdays. Two Saturdays ago, I decided to take him to Kid City, a children’s museum in Middletown. …

Over the last few months, I’ve received many responses to a column that I wrote in March about how arts organizations needed to be more inclusive of brown and black people. Arts organizations need to stop saying they want more diverse participants in their programs, then doing the wrong outreach…

This morning, when I dropped my 20-month-old son, Alexander, at his local day care, he cried. He also cried yesterday when I dropped him off, and the day before that, too. For the last two weeks or so, he’s been crying during his drop-off. The first few times it happened…