if you’re a white person dating a poc and you don’t say anything when your family says something racist about them you don’t deserve them
for real, all my poc out there– respect yourself + love yourself. if ur loved one is doing wrong by you in this way, it’s time to leave. bc they really did not deserve you anyway.
But to me, my mother’s English is perfectly clear, perfectly natural. It’s my mother tongue. Her language, as I hear it, is vivid, direct, full of observation and imagery. That was the language that helped shape the way I saw things, expressed things, made sense of the world.
Lately, I’ve been giving more thought to the kind of English my mother speaks. Like others, I have described it to people as ‘broken” or “fractured” English. But I wince when I say that. It has always bothered me that I can think of no way to describe it other than “broken,” as if it were damaged and needed to be fixed, as if it lacked a certain wholeness and soundness. I’ve heard other terms used, “limited English,” for example. But they seem just as bad, as if everything is limited, including people’s perceptions of the limited English speaker."
this hits home. how many times have i had to deal w/ white friends coming to my house & my mom being super friendly only to hear from said friends later that they couldn’t understand what she said? … not sure i’ve ever felt shittier abt white ppl i care for than those times when they clearly showed that they were paying more attention to her identity as asian (read: “other”) instead of paying attention to what she was saying.
If whats happening in Ferguson was happening to an all white community, it would be called a dystopian novel
#and all actions against the police would be heroic and daring#and the plucky white protags would be encouraged to use violence to stop the injustice
this right here.