As per normal all characters are over eighteen. This is based on a recent holiday to Boston. I've tried to be as accurate as possible with the area where I stayed. The holiday is true, the cider house is real but nobody got sick from clam chowder and all of the bar staff were very professional. * I could feel the icy bite of the Atlantic wind as it blew a...
Sometimes, the arrogance of some people simply astounds me. Seriously. I think some White people, especially certain White women, were born with a sense of entitlement. They feel as though the world is theirs. Not because they've earned it but simply because of their skin color. And many of them think Black men and Black women, and all other so-called minori...
There is an old saying that once you do certain things, undoing them can prove difficult or even impossible. I'm starting to agree. My name is Alec La Pierre. Pronounced exactly the way it sounds. A six-foot-one, lean and wiry young Black man with light brown skin, curly Black hair and pale green eyes. My father Napoleon La Pierre is Black and my mother Eile...
Meet Hanifa Rindu-Bertrand, a young Indonesian-American Muslim woman living in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. Born in the town of Bangkalan, on the Western Coast of Madura Island in Indonesia, Hanifa and her family moved to New England a long time ago. At first, the family struggled, like many first-generation immigrants, but through hard work and dedica...
I wonder if anyone has ever done a survey on how husbands find out that their wives are cheating. A suspicion that causes him to look into her activities? Something overheard at a social gathering? A good friend who tells him something that the friend thinks he should know? What percentage would be because the wife or girlfriend of her lover found out and dr...
The life of a black man living in the United States of America is never easy. Trust me, I know. It's one of a few things I can truly speak of with experience. However, it can be done. No need for bitterness when faith, courage and intelligence can get us through most of life's tribulations. Let no one tell you otherwise. My name is Jackson Saint Michel and t...
My name is Cynthia Wilson. And I'm the whitest black chick you've ever met. Tall, slender, brown-skinned and green-eyed. The daughter of a biracial businessman and an African-American supermodel. I was born into wealth and privilege, and I'm sorry to say that I was quite stuck-up because of that. Also, I was one of those privileged black women who looked dow...
Man, I simply love Somali ladies. That's why I used to chase them every day. Until one of them caught me, that is. My name is Stephen James Odom. A big and tall young African-American man living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born and raised in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. The first day of February 1987. These days, I attend Carleton...
Caroline and I had lunch the next day and she teasingly chastised me for returning a "totally useless birthday boy" to her. When I told her that Nigel had to appreciate what an unselfish and totally giving 'present' she had given him. She laughed and said, "There was an ulterior motive, I will soon have my 40th and I want two twenty year olds at the same tim...
My name is Wendy Stephania Polydor and I'm a 29-year-old Black woman of Haitian descent living in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. I work as a Nurse at a certain hospital and I am the proud mother of a son, Jefferson, and a daughter, Lilandra. Life as a single mother isn't easy, and the fact that my ex-husband Alan Stephenson, a Boston-area cop, is a miser...