Have you ever sat and listened to the conversations some young black girls are having on the subway, or at the bus station? What about those that cause all types of hell in McDonalds or tell their business so loud the whole mall can hear them?
In the morning when I make my daily trek from Harlem to Brooklyn on the A train I’m confronted with “beyotch this/beyotch that,” n***a this/n***a that” and for the record I’m not talking about the young boys on the train (who are just as guilty), I’m talking about our young sisters. Some of the most disturbing conversations I’ve heard on the street were from young women.
I’m not exempting young men from this conversation but I want to take a special moment to discuss our young sisters who are the mothers of our generations to come. (Continue reading…)
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