There was a time…

There was a time when I felt like there was something wrong with me, Ayesha Karim. I felt like God hated me and I was scared to look at the sky. I feel like my name makes me special and I have felt that way since I was a 5th grade girl writing poems in my Composition notebook in my school uniform jumper in elementary school (but the school I went to went up to 9th grade). There was a time when being me wasn’t a good thing at all. Being Ayesha was no fun whatsoever and I never thought or would have dared to even dream that one day it would be Ayesha Day everyday so to speak. Now in my 30s I feel like the sun is shining just for me on my best days. I can say with all honesty that liking yourself makes your ordinary life fun, fulfilling and full of symbolic meaning where it would otherwise lack any significance. I got my mother a fairy black mother headwrap I found online. I am so happy I found it and was able to give it to her as a present. Daughters like me congratulate themselves on remembering their moms. I love her though because no one loved me unconditionally but my mother. She is exotic and beautiful.

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I am a Black Guyanese woman in my 30s. I went back to college to take Early Childhood Education classes. I want to get a second 36-credit Bachelor's degree in Early Childhood Education by 2021. I go to NJCU. I have a BA in Creative Writing from NJCU. I graduated from NJCU in August 2015. I transferred to NJCU from Mercer. I have my AA degree from Mercer in Humanities and Social Sciences since May 2007. I write poems, I write memoirs, I'm a blogger and I am taking a children's writer course. I love reading memoirs and I do book reviews from time to time. My favorite poet is Emily Dickinson. I grew up in Ewing, New Jersey. I live in Princeton Junction with my parents!

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