I’d like to thank my mom for never making it unknown to my sisters and I growing up that we are half black because of her. To never be ashamed of that. Discrimination against any other race was never tolerated because it would be hypocrisy and self hate since we are no Blanca Nieve (Snow White, lol). I am honored to come from such a beautiful, afro-centric culture in a specific region of Ecuador. When I’m in the motherland I look up to all of my older generations and take in their wise teachings on life and noticing the variety of beautiful shades of brown in my family. Seeing the bounce of my mothers curls, the curves we have, the food we taste, the music that sinks into our blood and fills our hearts, it all gives us so much pride to be black in latin america. It’s the best of both worlds.
Post’s narration by Priscilla J Gaona, one of LOCL’s founders.