African Descent Festival
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Black Lives Matter and Black Vancouver. Celebrate Nova Stevens Miss Canada. We only say Black Lives Matter for US events and we forget our heros. Nova promoted ...Black Lives Matter and Black Vancouver but we don't see how you sing Black Lives Matters and Black is beauty when she won Miss Universe Canada. Is she not matter? Thanks miss universe Nova Stevens is true Black Beaty or Black Lives Matter. We must say Black lives matter to celebrate living ones success. I was hoping to see everyone especially Black Lives Matter Vancouver and Black Vancouver tagging Nova Stevens. She is not new at all from our community. She is such street person all the time you can meet every day and she always part of promoting major community causes about Antiracism. Her win is community win because this is what we fight for inclussion and Black lives matter but when she breaks the record of Miss Universe Canada, I don't see appreciation at all as we did for George Floyde and other incidents happen in US. Are events happen in US make news than here in Canada? Nova is very known to everyone even homeless street people must have seen her fighting for justice. It is time to celebrate her achievements all together. Say congratulations Nova Miss Universe Canada 2020, https://missuniversecanada.ca/. See more

What are you REMEMBERING today? #rememberenceday

WE HAVE A NEW QUEEN Congratulations Nova Stevens, proudly black & Canadian

After our Covid-19 and Mental Health forum, please join us for a musical afternoon/evening for Mental Health awareness! Artist lineup coming soon! Reserve your spot: [email protected]

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Today we make history: A black woman elected to lead Canada’s Green Party - the first Black permanent leader of a major federal political party.

African Descent Festival 2021 will be same weekend as usual on July 16,17,18. Here when Jose Chameleone Lord Mayor candidate Kampala City was in Vancouver 2019 African Descent Festival.

Join the African Descent Society BC in this important event focussing on the Pandemic's impact on mental health. There will be a live performance afterwards, details coming soon!

WET NURSE (attempt #1) young black gurl named slave... sweating and clenching grunting and choking her baby coming but she don't push she don't wanna push she need to push she can't push that crying baby out not if she wanna keep it if she ain't quiet if that baby slide out screaming * miss ann been watching from the porch of the big house that black belly grow miss ann born of wolf smell blood in the air sends man on a horse moans to a halt outside the grunting cabin the baby coming black gurl she had to push then her baby had to scream miss ann's horse man snatch that bloody light brown baby out of mother's black arms momma's screams split the hanging tree baby's cries gallop away into the night never to be heard again it's not that the horse man loves light brown babies he don't he love miss ann and miss ann hate the sight light brown babies hate the white made brown babies miss ann sells light brown babies watches husband stock the shelves with light brown babies she stitches into little light brown skinned bags of money * shit i gotta move through here quickly like trying to outrun a collapsing bridge over blazing waters that promise a drowning that promise a burning our mothers' stories * (attempt #2) miss ann just had a baby too but she would rather not she just would rather not she has her reasons miss ann desperate for names to call her smiling hate watch her white babies learn to love chocolate milk black gurl momma breasts swell painful with mother's milk there is no brown baby left to drink miss ann who has her reasons orders black gurl dragged through the dirt to the big house miss ann force swollen black breast into the mouth of her starving white child miss ann smiles she has her reasons * (attempt #3) i keep freezing as the images hit my body like fists it's paralyzing it's breathtaking what's living in my dna the horror the apathy the willingness the cruelty miss ann what's living in your dna i can only imagine what my mothers imagined they would do to you if they could suddenly, i wonder... are there slaveowners who haunt you like the slaves who haunt me? do they beg of you to be spoken? never can walk this road for long likely to get lost in a world of pain unable to remember how to get back * (attempt #4) 12 years old and black she just a baby herself daughter of harriet and nat born warrior that she was still could not stop it they raped her of course no such thang as a black baby gurl two ponytails and a big round tummy filled with the one thing she hope will love her the one thing she know she can love her baby told herself no matter what she will feed her own baby not no white one monsters they called masters and monsters born of those monsters one night they grab her feet off ground she fights and screams the men's eyes full of light and laughter do anything for miss ann who's got her reasons watch them handle that black baby gurl like an animal they grab they rip they yank her breasts milk her breasts like udders like she is a cow they milked her fighting body like a cow not anything human not anything precious not anything living not anything at all sigh this poem, a death that i wanted to dance * (attempt #5) i can hear them my mothers my grandmothers their blood moans through me their blood sounds like drums tastes like new death on my tongue the stories of me the stories of you the stories stored in us black gurls will we ever be able touch it all eat it all swallow it all heal it all survive it all survive at all * (attempt #6) sometimes the her story that haunts me the stories i dare myself to absorb make me wonder if it is truly possible to ever deeply have a white friend i don't sometimes hate what lives in your dna and mine do slaveowners haunt you relentless the way slaves haunt me? * (attempt #7) it happens so suddenly for me without warning from some corner of my soul i'll hear womyn screaming screams i've never heard before they terrify me in their urgency to be heard journey through yesterdays in my body in my psyche in my dna to find these womyn to touch these womyn to bear witness these womyn's screams find them chained gurls & womyn pitch black in the bottoms of ships and shacks between cracks laid n stacked back to back on tracks or racks like they snacks dammit (attempt #8) i am made of old crime scenes there are brutal murder scenes in my dna this me on my hands and knees trying to find tiny pieces of evidence of myself don't touch nothing nothing something there's a stench in your dna dead bodies in your dna there's a rotting in your dna miss ann be your dna her and all of her reasons why you walking around like you got nothing to do like you got nothing to know like you got nothing to deconstruct like you got no debt to pay sometimes walking around my crime scenes leaving your bleached fingerprints on everything bleach might clean the stains but never the bodies * (last attempt) WET NURSE defined as a womon 'employed' to nurse another womon's child i guess her payment be her own stolen malnourished baby those black womyn our ancestral mothers our ancestral daughters those screams thrown through throats thrown through graves thrown through dna now live inside of us burn inside of me what they did to you what they did to us so hard to look at you so hard to look at me like this sometimes i fall so hard wanting to walk mostly running through your blood too fast to taste it to know it to understand it is the same blood still running in me * and miss ann i hear you tell yourself what i've tried to tell myself slavery is over this is 2020 that was so long ago perhaps you'll be more successful with that forced separation than i have been and because of that i swear sometimes i can still smell my mother's milk on your breath

About 12.5 millions of Canadians volunteer with non for profit organizations across Canada serve as board of directors or operations and management of non for p...rofit organizations. Many of these volunteers serves as members of their organization's board of directors and responsible for overseeing the affairs of their organizations which contribute about 7 percent of Canada's GDP and generates annual revenue over $80 billion and provide more than 2 million full time and part time jobs to Canadians. This is why being a director or volunteer of a non for profit organization is very important. You can join African Descent Society BC or African Descent Festival and learn more about the great role of a non for Profit organization play in the society and building national economy. See more

The Cheatham Family has found a unique way to make homeschooling fun during quarantine.

Sing for yourselves and sing for the ANCESTORS.