We will hold the space for the return of the girls and send the energy of love and well being to their families. We will send energy to the parents who are tired but must continue to fight.
We will make those that have taken them know that we will not stop looking. We are not afraid of them either.
We will NOT be silent. I cannot be silent.
I am African.
I dismiss the idea that I am not African enough to speak on this issue. I don’t need an ID or a passport to take my place as a world citizen.
I’m African American by way of the Maafa. The unspeakable kidnapping of millions from West Africa. I didn’t ask for it this way but it is this way. I know who I am. The blood of my ancestors flows through this land and Africa. Nigeria is my spiritual home.
I am a daughter of Africa.
I’m the sister/mother/daughter/aunt of those women and girls suffering in Nigeria. I will not let political pessimism define me or limit me. Those that hold the girls captive will have won.
They will not win.
I firmly reject the notion that our individual and collective prayers, marches/rally’s do not or will not help. The idea that we should do nothing because “this or that” will not help is baseless. Every change that has happened in the history of change has had the element of public demonstration or organized protest.
Doing nothing suggests that it’s someone else’s responsibility. Someone else’s business. It is our silence that makes us complicit in the kidnapping and threatened trafficking of these girls. These girls are our responsibility. Kidnapped and trafficked girls and women are my business. Children killed while in pursuit of education is my business in Africa and in the U.S.
Do not be afraid. Silence will not bring our girls back.
I am mother/daughter/sister/aunt.
This is hard for me to even imagine: my daughter missing! I know who took her and I cannot get her back.
I pray that someone would have the courage to help me look for her.
I pray that someone would hold me up in what surely would be my darkest hour as I searched and begged for the return of my daughter.
I pray that someone – anyone would step forward to help me FIGHT for her return. Anyway they could.
FIGHT for her return does not adequately describe the lengths that I would go to ensure her return.
Politics has a time and a place but this isn’t the time or the place. Too often political conversations are places where people get stuck in positions. Don’t get stuck! Get. Busy. Organizing.
Stand up for the these girls returned.
Stand up for the return of all girls!
Now is the time to find your power, now is the time to find your courage, now is the time to stand up and demand that these girls are returned home.
Now is the time to demand an end to stop sex trafficking and all forms of violence against women and girls – right here-where you are.
Because we know the truth: if it can happen in Nigeria- it can happen In North Minneapolis. In fact, it is happening right NOW-where we live. The selling of our babies-women and girls-right here in Minnesota.
I am an activist. I am a freedom fighter.
I’m committed to ending the sex trafficking of women and children.
I am confident – my prayers are always answered. Our prayers will be answered.
My children are the answers to my prayers – prayers I made at the river. The spirit of the river, Osun, blessed me with two beautiful children.
No better place to pray for the return of children than the river.
Join us tonight as we pray for the kidnapped girls in Nigeria and the kidnapped and missing in Minnesota.
If your loved one is missing-we love you and we are standing strong with you. In peace and freedom!