Is any kind of productive day; whether it be consisting of workouts or homework. Just a day that isn’t wasted. However, with how hectic life has been, I do enjoy chill days. Days where I can just lounge around, watch Netflix, cook dinner, then crash.
Today has been a blessing! I’ve gotten the opportunity to coach high school men’s basketball and it’s made a great impact on me as a person. I get to witness the youth of my community develop into young gentlemen, I get to help pave the road for whatever endeavors they may have with basketball, and teach them life lessons as well through this amazing sport. Lastly, I am able to spend some quality time with my mother and aunt which has been long overdue. As Ice Cube would say through is lyrical genius, “today was a good day.”
We have discussed white privilege, identity, and the boundaries of where one stands in their class and race. Most importantly, we have learned to take responsibility of one’s own history and just accept how some people may view them based on your skin color.
But no, this kid in my group just doesn’t get it. You can’t just speak for another race and put on this presentation that you understand. You don’t, you do not know the hardships I have faced being colored or growing up well below the poverty line. My upbringing and hardships that I faced then and now is now some sort of equation, so please don’t try to have me all figured out.
I believe greatness was achieved beyond the hardwood courts. I believe basketball originated on the blacktops of Rucker Park of New York and Venice Beach of California and in between the coasts from the suburbs to the cities. I believe in life and basketball and how they go hand-in-hand. Every…