humanity
For better or for worse, relationships reveal the core of the human condition.
Theme Unveiled For Black History Month 2021
Black History Month is an annual observance which is signified all round the world. It began in the United States Of America where it is also known as African American History Month. It is now officially recognised by the governments of Canada, and in more recent times has been observed in Ireland and the United Kingdom. It originated as a way of remembering important people and events in the history of the African diaspora. It is celebrated at different times through out the year in different countries. In the USA and Canada it is celebrated in February whilst in the United Kingdom and Ireland, it is celebrated in October.
By Ashish Prabhu4 years ago in Humans
You Need To Get Over Yourself
Sometimes I like to think that I’m the only one who has ever had it hard. Life can make you feel that way. But it isn’t the truth, not by a long shot. For every story I weave about my disappointments and failures I find that there are a thousand other people who have had it harder.
By That Writer Chick4 years ago in Humans
Tom Bradbury Reposez en paix
Last night I went to the Vocal Creator's Lounge on Facebook where I learned of the tragic death of Tom Bradbury in a fire at his home. Fellow writers have been expressing their dismay on his page and have also been writing tributes to him. Tom often shared his page views and seemed excited when his stories gained readers. He was an encourager and a motivator whether he knew it or not.
By Cheryl E Preston4 years ago in Humans
Something Missing
Unlike many of my fellow Vocal writers, I didn't know Tom Bradbury well. I read his works, and we often interacted in the comments section of various Vocal-based Facebook groups. Tom always had something positive to say about things, whether that was praise for another writer's story, or just a kind remark to someone who was having a bad day.
By Natasja Rose4 years ago in Humans
10 Years From Now
Today is the last day of September, and as I do every month, I sit with my planner open reflecting on the month that was while I plan on what I am going to focus on for the month ahead. Since fall doesn’t seem to be in that big of a hurry to descend upon Chicago, I have had the pleasure of these monthly planning sessions continuing to happen outside at my local corner coffee shop while I soak up the late morning sun savoring every last beam until the endless cold and gray descends upon us.
By Jennifer Gulbrandsen4 years ago in Humans
It's all so new...
Chapter 1 : Goodbye. It’s funny how emotions work. I knew I was going to leave soon yet it hadn’t truly hit me until the day before. I could have taken a whole week to see all my friends and family, but I didn’t. I guess part of me just wanted to ignore the fact that my life was about to change forever, that I would never again have the same bond with my parents. I would have to depend only on myself for a while. I was sitting by myself in my room and it’s then that the emotions hit me. I thought of my best friend and how much I would miss her. Her smile, her laugh, I would miss being able to see her anytime I wanted. I texted her to see if we could hangout before I left which was fairly early the next morning. She then announced she would only be able to come at 10 Pm after her work. It didn’t give us much time since I needed to leave for the airport at six in the morning but I was determined to spend some time with her. I couldn't bear the thought of having to wait till christmas. But at the same time, that gave me a lot of time during the day to see some other friends and so I did. I went to lunch with one of my friends from high school, we hung out for a little while, then I went to see my grandparents.
By Aidan Cross4 years ago in Humans
Friendship and Family
For a while now I've been feeling like I am only able to share one side of myself with friends and family. The previous version of who I was, before my spiritual journey where I'm no longer religious and am now just spiritual. That's really the only space carved out for me. Everytime a discussion comes up about something they heard and I comment on, sharing my experience and truth, is another time where their energy changes, they start acting as if they're uncomfortable, they often times come off the phone abruptly or have nothing to say in response or make sarcastic comments poking fun. Just an awkwardness that fills the phone lines.
By Karimah Peart4 years ago in Humans
Who am I
Hello Vocal audience, My name is Tesha Ajayi, and my nickname is "Lady T." I am Native Nigerian, born of the original people of this land before time, and am doing business as "Learn Like Me." I'm 32 years in age with a mission set out to specialize in being a lexicographer to the communication of oppression beyond the tone of complexions. I don't identify in colorism because color is a manipulated expression of mental abuse. It misplaces history with humility and redefines what a prisoner of war really is. In other words, it is unethical, unhumble, and used to distort beautiful brown skin for belittling as a disfigured shade of black. This color is disgraced in history of hate only comprehensible in a mind state of trauma. Unlearn me in the undermining premediated hateful ways normalized in society.
By Tesha Ajayi4 years ago in Humans
