I’ve never known someone that actually celebrates Kwanza. Maybe in the cities, there are neat groups of people who get together with their kids and talk about Africa. While I was growing up though, Martin Luther King Jr. day was THE African-American holiday in my family. If we had school, my dad took us out of school. We would go to museums or just spend the day in our pajamas watching TV.
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This morning I got up and made biscuits from scratch, eggs, and fried ham for Jeremy and I to share. To me, that is food that tastes like home. While I was making the biscuits, I got Happy MLK day texts from my dad and brother.
I love that many people have embraced today as a day of service, but I think it’s fine to spend today with family. I don’t think I’d be a disappointment to Dr. King because I spent the day being thoughtful, thankful, and happy with my family.
However you choose to spend today, I hope that you are conscience of the bigotry still present in the world and ways we can diminish it.
