What happens when the first leader you know is not a president, not a professor, not even someone with the title, but a woman standing tall in a world that told her to bow. for her head. That was my my mother, pregnant in the apart, South Africa, unmarried and at risk of losing her job, facing whispers, shame, closed doors, and the fear of survival itself.And yet every morning she rose. She carried me before I took my first breath and carried our community long after. You see in the '9s during the heights o ...

H. When I say Africa, you probably have this picture in your head. It's war. It's starvation.But that's not my Africa. My Africa is full of culture. It's vibrant, its stories, it's wonderful cities.But there's something else that Africans have, something Europe could learn from. Back when I was moving from Nairobi to Warso, I thought that's all I'm changing continents, right. But I was very wrong.There was something else that I was changing something much more. I realized how people conceptualize individual ...

Eu [música] participei com as minhas alunas do programa The Wall do Domingão do Hul. Mas para contar isso para vocês, eu preciso voltar alguns anos para vocês entenderem como é que tudo isso aconteceu. Eu sempre começo a minha fala falando sobre Ubuntu e pedindo a bênção aos meus mais velhos. Se vocês pensarem na família de vocês, principalmente nas famílias negras, a gente pensa que muitas pessoas mais velhas das nossas famílias abriram portas pra gente que muitas dessas portas eles mesmos não puderam pass ...