I had the most sincere and unassuming intentions when I created and photographed what has become a viral black history lesson/tribute. I didn’t expect people to care so much about the pictures I posted to social media because I thought I was just sharing photos of my daughter’s life as I always have. My daughter’s loose interpretations of iconic black women quickly spread and I was almost immediately lauded as a great mom and an inspiration to other parents. I graciously accepted the compliments, but I didn’t think that I was doing anything extraordinary. I simply combined inspiration with action. Still, the results have been gratifying. And even though I am a bit bemused with the social attention, the magnitude of the response has taught me a lot as a mother.
In late January 2015, I saw a picture of myself the last time I recognized black History Month, which was February 2011. My daughter, Ava Noelle Rogers, was in the picture too, but she was only a year old and she was clueless to the significance of the month. Seeing that picture years later, when my daughter was a lot older, let me know that I needed to pour more into my child. Ava had just turned five in December 2014 and she had never even heard of Black History Month. So, I decided it was time for her to learn not just about the month, but also about the Black female contribution to American history. That picture inspired me to take the casual knowledge I drop on my girl and turn it into a real lesson for her to remember.
My job as a mother is to prepare my daughter for life outside my reach. That means before she goes into the world and succumbs to society’s influence, I need to do my best to build her in every area of her life. The purpose of the black history lesson I created was to teach my daughter that she can do anything and she can become anything. Just like any other person, Ava is multifaceted and she falls into several demographics. On the short list, she is a young black Christian girl. And while I could have created lessons to build her up as a youth or even a Christian, I chose to focus on her identity as a black girl who will someday become a black woman.
My five-year-old daughter lives in a world where a major beauty line describes lighter skin as “normal” and where a major women’s magazine tells her that her beauty is dead. Those are just two notorious examples of the societal ills my daughter will have to challenge. And while neither of those gaffes inspired my project or even promoted the my edifying talks, I am motivated by similar incidents that I have seen, heard about, or experienced in my 31 years. My purpose is not really to offer commentary on either of these ills, but we need to understand the insinuations and the effects.
Negligence led to a labeling faux pas that promoted a product as being for those with “normal to dark skin. Now to me, the underlying message is that a normal to dark spectrum is the same as a “light to abnormal” spectrum; meaning there is something odd about dark skin. But that was explained as an oversight. When 4/5 of the black women mentioned in a beauty column are on the bad side while 20 out of 21 white women are told they have the goods, the similarly neglectful message is that black beauty isn’t beautiful. Perhaps there was no ill intent, but the writer and editors overlooked the subtle (or not so subtle) implication. I get that there were apologies, explanations, retractions, and a relabeling. But as the saying goes, you can’t “unring” a bell.
I won’t go so far as to make accusations of racism. But I am certain of the racial insensitivity. More than likely, that insensitivity will never cease to exist on the parts of any race. That goes back to building our girls up before society can break them down. Every day I make it a point to tell my daughter that she is smart, beautiful, compassionate, and awesome. Parodied thoughts of a similar pep talk in “The Help” aside, it’s real and necessary.
That coincides with the importance of teaching our daughters black history. As a disclaimer, I’d like to say that parents and anyone else responsible for shaping black youth—male or female—should teach on black excellence. But specifically black girls need to know that there are people of their race and gender with outstanding achievements. I never intended for any of the women Ava portrayed to be her role models. I don’t know them personally, and to me, it’s more important for Ava to be herself. And as far as influence, I believe that responsibility is mostly mine. I wanted the icons I chose to serve as inspiration. Ava captured the essence of 26 women and four young girls who were specifically selected because of what they represented.
My lessons in black history helped my daughter understand the importance of assertiveness, inner beauty, intelligence, business acumen, perseverance, bravery, and humanitarianism among several other things. So when the world tells her she’s ugly, stupid, stubborn, angry, selfish, or unable. She’ll have what she needs to reject that labeling. Of course, my lessons are not all encompassing and this is not to say that she will never have any trouble or struggles. But I am confident in knowing that I have planted the right seeds. When our girls hear that people who look like them have accomplished great things, it lets them know that they can do the same or it motivates them to blaze new trails.
WHO IS AVA NOELLE ROGERS??