Ethnicity Stories

From this book procures many a legends and tales told throughout the wizarding world in the most ancientest of times, whilst others are told in more modernly eras. The author of this book, Carmen Sánchez, has since been long gone... Today, The whereabouts of the author are still unknown to wizarding kind... Let this book be a light whenever there is darkness, hope should there ever be doubt, excitement when there is bore, and most of all... let this book be a reminder of prideful diversity to those whom are the ones being subjugated to racism or for those people who wish to indulge themselves in the rich history of wizarding cultures all around the world. On her travels, Carmen Sánchez explored many of what is known today about the colorful background that magical folk prided themselves in when conversing about their magical ancestry. It was from these very same people that Miss Sánchez was able to hear these stories told of great wonder and peculiarity, take them and inscribe them down on a piece of parchment, retell these same stories of her own accord, then from then on there, she would no doubt be teaching kids coming from different backgrounds about these same myths of which would enthrall them and hopefully open a new perspective in their young, innocent minds about the underlying future on Earth from which we all share. From the Hawaiian Islands to the snow-capped mountains of Switzerland, as well as far as The Great Wall Of China and back, comes tales so foreign and new that Carmen Sánchez herself was hesitant about collecting and sharing these stories with the world for everyone of Magical bloodline. Nevertheless, if there was any doubt, that doubt was extinguished because soon enough almost every parent, teacher, and/or guardian in the wizarding world was reading and retelling these legends aloud to the next generation on over. This book is the original, beta copy from when Carmen Sánchez first published her works.

A short story that discusses topics ranging from philosophy and religion to ethics and ideology regarding the current state of the world, it's complications, and how it's ultimately meaningless in the future. That, however, doesn't mean that our lives are meaningless, but rather, our current struggles are too present-focused and having a pragmatic and methodical approach to the human condition could allow people to live more fulfilling lives, and how such goals can be acclomplished

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Because she's sad, and no one understands her struggles. She's turning that pain into something beautiful. **** Categories; a) Relationships I will be talking about friends, family, breakups, gatherings, love b) letters to my future self or you letters of hope or tragedy or strength to help you and me find hope again. c) Random Writings and poems about nature, objects, feelings not categorized.

Love like your color blind.

It's not just a color of skin. It's a feeling in your heart and mind. A culture that encapsulates you. It's our voice, someone told our maker this sound needs some more bass Our hair, These curls That perm and relaxer those naps combed through with a hot comb black beauty washed in the kitchen sink Our souls, built to withstand hardship and jump at God-given opportunities from the man trying to bring us down to the snatching of blessings from the air Our fight, we fought our way out of our roots to the front of the bus To our rights at NASA Our community, made to dish out tough love no feelings spared but true love nonetheless that comes with real loyalty Our magic, Ever heard, "black is beautiful, baby" It's true. We're magical ebony skinned to light skinned, no shade missed The rainbow was God's promise to man to never flood the earth The black woman was His promise to man to never let us forget how majestic He is Our music, "hype" is mimicry of that beat that just thrums through us pouring out like God's everlasting water Our bond, built strong like a black man's back supporting his family that exists from one of us to the next Without these things We wouldn't be "Black." ***COMING SOON***

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An essay in which an African-American woman searches for words to describe her identity that validate her in a world that seems to have already decided who or what she is.