I am the mother of a brilliant eight-year-old boy. His name is Romeo and I love him very much. He has this beautiful dark curly hair that always smells like coconut. When he smiles, his sweet little eyes disappear in his cheeks and his smile becomes so contagious that you can’t help but smile back at him. When we are out and about, I constantly get compliments about how cute and adorable my Romeo is …but soon those “cute” compliments will fade and none of the aforementioned will matter because he is BLACK....

The opportunity to learn from a mistake & make things right should always be an option given to anyone who may have done something wrong. A couple of weeks ago, my son, Romeo, made a huge mistake. He stole a book from the school library because the librarian would only allow him to check out two books and he wanted three. He tried to keep the books hidden from me but “Mama always knows”. I knew something was wrong because he was acting guilty and ashamed. When I questioned him, he finally told me what he did. I was furious...

Have you ever been called names?Have you ever been laughed at because of the way you dress, a feature on your body, or another unique characteristic? If so, my friend, you are not alone! I remember when other children made fun of me growing up. The kids would call me fat, ugly, geeky, and so many other cruel words. Those words would hurt my feelings and tear my confidence apart.

I would run to my grandma and she would tell me this saying over and over...