We’re back!

Well hello everyone! As some of you may have noticed we’ve been rather quiet for several days (actually we’ve been M.I.A since the 24th of July, but who’s counting) and believe me I’ve totally missed all of you in grand style! I could make up a bunch of excuses for our absence, but the truth is so much sweeter. I, the primary writer/blogger of this collaboration, have been busy preparing for a life altering event. No, I’m not pregnant (those days are way past), and no, I’m not getting married (no further comment on that topic)! Any more guesses? Ok, never mind. I’ll just put it out there: I resigned from my job of more than 19 years in the school district, and I’ve accepted a position in another district.

Wanna Tuesday afternoon laugh? The district I left and the one I’ve joined have been arch rivals since the beginning of time!

here’s a look at the mascot from the district I left

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And here’s my new mascot

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Classes begin on the 10th and the big rivalry game is scheduled for the 21st. Our school has had some academic struggles in the past, but the new superintendent (who left the same district I left) took a powerhouse team to join the teams that were already in place.  We are  destined to become one of the most successful districts in the state. I’ll be sure to keep everyone updated on our academic progress. The new school motto is a favorite of mine and soon it will be seen all over our district.

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I’m on a personal crusade to share our logo as a show of support for our district, the personnel and especially the students.  I’d appreciate it if you would do the same by re-blogging (either this entire post or just a brief post of your own)

Wish us luck!!!!

 

Mississippi- (no other title needed)

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To the person or persons responsible for this… bless your special little hearts. It must be awful to have been locked in the bathroom for so long, playing doctor with your sisters and first cousins, that you have no idea that the paint from your paint by number set is washable. It only took a bit of soap and water and some “elbow grease” and the sign is all fresh and clean again. We realize it’s likely that your brother/daddy gave you the paintbrush and the kahunas to complete this pathetic little deed (and let’s face it, the paint brush was definitely the larger of those two little toys of yours) so we know you’re not to be blamed one hundred percent. We’ll be glad to give credit where credit is due – if ever “you people” decide to step forward and own up to your handiwork.

This area is so small that it’s very likely that the responsible party or parties live, work and play beside a multitude of African Americans each day. It’s also likely that the perpetrator(s) is a member of one the churches here in town or perhaps the son or daughter of the pharmacist at one of the local pharmacies or the president of one of the local banks. Who knows? Racism and hate run very deep here in the south.

This goes out to each and every teacher, fireman, pharmacist, police officer, etc who feel a need to “throw the racism rock” then hide his or her hands: As you work next to me and/or any other African American, and as you smile in our faces, while secretly hating us and wishing we’d go back to the motherland you must keep something in mind. According to all the history books your forefathers “invited” my forefathers over… and also, according to the history books, it was an invitation that COULD NOT be declined. Fear of being shot (and killed), beaten (to death), hanged (in some very public place), etc.. was a real and true consequence. Of course , there were many who had no interest in making the trip over on the big ship with “Massah” at the helm. Those people were MURDERED by your forefathers… and you think you’ve got reasons to be pissed? Really? Ok… In other words, the invitation didn’t include tea and crumpets so thousands and thousands of my ancestors “accepted” and were shipped over… again…with “Massah” at the helm. Now I’ll let you do the math and if you come up with anything that makes any sense at all please feel free to share.

So I shared all of that to get to this…

As you go about your day to day lives, clandestinely loathing me and all things African American, you have your own ancestors and forefathers to thank for taking mine for a ride!

In closing, allow me to say this:

I will never apologize for being me nor will I apologize for the things that I believe in. If you think otherwise and feel the need to ask or suggest that I do then you, in fact, owe me an apology. I love the skin I’m in and I can look myself in the mirror and be proud of the person looking back at me! Can those of you who are offended by the things I’ve stated, and/or those of you who are hell bent on spreading hate and discontent, honestly say the same thing?

I am not a “mad Black woman” I am a realist. Let it go folks! Nobody’s perfect but we all deserve a fair chance at trying to be so live and let live!

P.S. We may be in LAST place when it comes to accepting the recent SCOTUS decision and in LAST place when it comes to removing the confederate flag but we, the citizens of Mississippi, are still in FIRST place when it comes to hatred and racism.

 

 

(#5) of 5 photos in 5 days

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Medgar Wiley Evers

Civil Rights Activist

July 2, 1925 – June 12, 1963

As I perused my photos and pondered what I would post as my last photo in the “5 Photos in 5 days Challenge”, I ran across this picture. How fitting since today marks the 52nd anniversary of his assassination. This statue stands tall and proud on the campus of Alcorn State University (previously known as Alcorn College) where Medgar Evans enrolled in 1948. As a student,  Evers was a member of the debate team and an All-American football player. He graduated in 1952. Evers played a pivotal role in the fight against segregation in Mississippi.

Day 2 of 5 in 5

I was invited to participate in the 5 photos in 5 days Challenge; many thanks to Dorne over at dorneawhale wordpress for the invite.

The rules are simple:

1) Post a photo each day for five consecutive days.

2) Include a story which can be fiction, non-fiction, poetry, prose or a short paragraph. It’s entirely up to you.

3) Nominate another blogger to pick up the torch and carry out the same mission – if he or she so chooses.

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Magnolia Tree

the pride of Mississippi

just drive ’round, you’ll see.

And today I nominate: sporterhall over at sporterhall.wordpress.com

Storms and Rainbows

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Disclaimer: We have no desire to alter the happy upbeat tempo of our blog but, we think it’s time we shed a bit of light on what makes Runaway Nuns and Leprechauns so beautiful~

                

-from the most horrible of storms come the most beautiful rainbows-

Mississippi is the birthplace and home state of Runaway Nuns and Leprechauns. Our town is located about 200 miles south of the state capitol on the beautiful gulf coast- where pine trees are plenty and beaches and seafood are abound. We have 100+ degree temperatures in the summer and if the winter weather brings ice or snow our schools close. We have no city transit service, no cab service and no bus service so getting around means either walking, biking, skateboarding or driving your own car, truck, SUV, etc.

Even though there are volumes of positive things that go on in Mississippi -discrimination is still alive and well… and it’s home to the Runaway Nuns and Leprechauns. We decided to chronicle a few of our own personal experiences right here right now—-

1. Picture this: a faded white only sign on a bathroom door in the basement of the local courthouse (year- sometime between 1989 and 1996)

2. Think about this: September 8, 1989 – graduation day at a POLICE ACADEMY-

an African American cadet is asked to raise the American flag up the pole and as the graduating cadets stand at attention, watching proudly, a non African American cadet makes this statement “what’s the world coming to when they let a nigger put up the American flag?” The academy commander’s reaction when told about the incident: “well you know there’s racism everywhere”.

3.  A devout Catholic parishioner is denied the right to read during mass by the mass coordinator- because she’d recently returned home from an 18 month prison sentence.

4.  2008: A group of “closeted” racists target an African American female who earned a coveted position in a major state scholastic competition.

5. Here’s another one: the year is 2009; the setting – a classroom; the incident – a Caucasian male brings a homemade noose to school; results -in school isolation- 

The African American female who reported the incident is taunted, teased and ridiculed by numerous members of the student body while the teachers and administrator basically look on. Incidentally, this occurred in a Catholic school where tuition was high, enrollment was and is generally low and (obviously) hate and racism are tolerated.

6. In 2014 during a meeting, the department director talks openly about how “nice queers are” and asks the group if ever any of them have met a “queer who wasn’t nice”. Several of the people present during the meeting are either gay, lesbian or transgender, but none of them dare speak out.    

     These are but a few incidents (the storms) that we, Runaway Nuns and Leprechauns, (the rainbows), two of the most phenomenal women you’ll ever get to know, come from.