I Wasn’t Supposed to Love Me
Nothing has gotten better—not the pandemic, not racism—but I know, and the Black women in my life tell me so, that everything will be alright.
This baby is going to kill youShow these to your daughter whenever she talks back or is not listening. Remind her how much you suffered to bring her into this world
Take care of yourself. Be safestay in
out thereout there
We don’t carry many hard-to-fit sizes here
You are so beautifulHmph. You look nothing like her . . . are you adopted?
beautifulnothing like her
I love your dark skin
love is the only thingyou’re all I need to get by
All this thick hairYou taking care of it?
Tying it up at night?
Keeping it covered when you’re in the rain?
You’re at that age where you might make some mistakes but nothing is unforgivable. You know that, right? You can always tell someone if you need help getting out of a bad situation.
You are perfect just the way you are because God made you, and who are we to question God’s creation?
Do you still know them? know
You sure are so beautiful, Renée. But I don’t want you to just look beautiful; I want you to be beautiful.
There are times you need to hold your peace;there are times you need to speak up
We wanted you to be comfortable
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Renée Watson is a New York Times bestselling author. Her books include young adult novels, Love is a Revolution, This Side of Home, and Watch Us Rise, co-written with Ellen Hagan. Her novel, Piecing Me Together received a Coretta Scott King Award and Newbery Honor. Her books for teens have received several awards and international recognition. Her poetry and fiction centers around the experiences of Black girls and women, and explores themes of home, identity, and the intersections of race, class, and gender. Renée splits her time between Portland, OR and New York City.
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