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Black Momma Math

Beyond Numbers: Black Momma Math teaches the value of hustle and holding onto history

By Bishnu Kumar Published 2 years ago 1 min read
Black Momma Math
Photo by Francesco Ungaro on Unsplash

Ayesha held the folded permission slip. "Three dollars for pictures? Plus a yearbook?" “It’s not a luxury, child,” Ms. Johnson’s voice echoed.

Memories last a lifetime." Confused, Ayesha went home. Mama Brenda sat on the verandah, fanning the air.

Ayesha said, "They want money for pictures and a book!" Mom Brenda laughed, her eyes sparkling. “Honey, it’s called investing.

You take those three dollars, add up the rest of the bus fare, go here, and that's your job.

The yearbook is your history; It portrays your smile.

Now earn that memory, child." Ayesha frowned.

Grabbing a bucket, she ran toward Ms. Johnson's marigolds, which were blooming brighter than any other flower.

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Bishnu Kumar

Passionate writer weaving poetry and fiction into captivating tales. Exploring emotions, imagination, and storytelling on Vocal Media. Join me on this literary journey of words and creativity!

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