It used to be that Kwanzaa events were held at nearly every Black church, theater, and event space around and you could plan on going any day of the week after Christmas to celebrate the Nguzo Saba. But this is 2020 and Covid-19 means that our collective gathering situation has been kiboshed. But it doesn’t mean you can’t figure out a way to do it the old-fashioned way: at home with a few select friends and family.
That’s what I plan to do. After all, after a year of unprecedented death and calamity visited upon my family and friends, if…
Kwanzaa turned 50 the same year my daughter had her first birthday. In commemoration, our local library held a read-aloud for families with small children. Storytime was a humble start, but this was a welcome opportunity to learn more about Kwanzaa.
“Habari gani?” the librarian said to a handful of fidgety toddlers.
As jubilation filled the room, I took a quick inventory of the number of people who had come to learn about this Black holiday. Noticing that we were one of only three families in attendance gave me pause. Is Kwanzaa losing its popularity? I quickly put that thought…
I celebrated Kwanzaa for the first time as an undergrad, after I nearly suffocated from the stark Whiteness of the liberal arts college I attended. On campus, Kwanzaa safely shrouded me in Blackness, Black creativity, and the Black community — if only for a week. Since then, the celebration’s seven founding principles have guided much of my life and work as a writer and advocate:
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