The clown called for volunteers. Of course I stuck my hand up!
I was 10 years old and the stage wasn’t scary to me anymore. I had some practice being up there. 367 more words
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I found I could say things with color and shapes that I couldn’t say any other way—things I had no words for.
The Liberation of Aunt Jemima by Betye Saar [NOTE] I love to learn about mixed-race Bloomers who paved the way before me. Betye Saar inspires me! --Michele Read more about Betye Saar below. Thanks to Bloom for the story!