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Black Privilege Joy
Some of What I Love Most About Being Black
The Many Joys of My Black Privilege
A story caught my eye a little time ago. It was about another type of privilege. It started me thinking about what I’m privileged and honoured to have as a Black Woman.
This is my list of my privileges, you may have all or some. It doesn’t matter.
What matters is what is a privilege of being Black that resonates with you?
If you’re inclined, use this as a writing prompt, tell me about your Black Privilege. Tag me so I can read what moves you.
Black privilege is knowing that when other Black people see me, they see me. Acknowledging me with the nod, and the smile.
Our eyes always read family, warmth, strength, connection.
Black Privilege is knowing when I walk down the street and encounter another Black person, I do see their colour first and I know I’m safe among friends.
Black Privilege is knowing when another Black person sees me, they see my colour first and know they are safe.
Black Privilege is knowing I am connected to every Black, Indigenous, and Brown person everywhere we are.








