I Am Emotional

Yesterday, a ten year old girl asked, “Are you emotional?” I replied confidently, “Yes, I am.” Then, a huge smile stretched across her face and our conversation went elsewhere.

I have almost forgotten this precious moment in the midst of all moments when working with kids. At every stage, these kids face a multitude of insecurities, fears and challenges. At ten, this girl is probably beginning to feel insecure about herself, about her identity as a girl. She might have been laughed at or criticised for being emotional. It might have caused her to doubt her capability, her worth and the fullness of her character. With my simple and straightforward answer, I have given her a boost of confidence and acceptance, to be just as emotional as one can be. We ought to embrace and appreciate the emotional side of ourselves for I have done many things with the strength of emotions. I have cared for children when they were sick, listened to people in need and wrote alot of poems to alleviate the general suffering of life. 

It is important to tell your girls and boys that they can be emotional, that it can be a strength to be emotional. Teach them to channel emotions into compassion and empathy. 

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Maya Angelou as a Wife

Peel my petals
one by one with
every womanly task.

Seal my lips
with threads of gold
for compliance is in
every woman’s nature.

Balm my heart
with cold command
for jealousy belongs
to man alone.

Cloak me in
beautiful saris
so I may pretend
to bloom once more.

My Own Hope

I wish to see
myself across this
sea of trials and
tribulations, with
friendship, strength
and faith; I am
my own hand
and I lift myself
out of thy miry clay.

Haikus to My Mother

I

Wash my hair
with your tears
so I may know
how to be a wife.

II

Cup my face
with your love
so I may have
courage to face
the world.

III

Show me your
wrinkled hands
so I may know
a woman’s work.

IV

Give me your
fingers too fat
for rings, I’ll
bind you to your
daughter’s love.

V

Show me your hands
that wielded the cane
for I must wash them
with grateful tears.

VI

Go to sleep now, ma.
I am home.
I am with you.