Letter to my younger self

Ayesha you were such a pretty little black girl. You were bullied a lot and you were victimized. All of the kids that didn’t like you were jealous of you. I know if I told that you would start to like yourself in your 30s you’d say “wow that fast.” I really want to say younger self-remember to forgive yourself and to be forgiving of others. My family always had means we were middle class we were not rich. I feel good about my values and the way I was raised. My identity was fashioned in my childhood so I know if I remembered my dolls were always African American I’d think of my mother and Kwanzaa memorabilia and black dolls things I’m thankful for.

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I am a Black Guyanese woman. I'm thirty nine years old. I went back to college to take Early Childhood Education classes. I want to get a second 48-credit BA 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 Science since May 2007. I write poems, I write memoirs, I'm a blogger and I am taking a children's lit course. I love reading memoirs. I also 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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