Kwanzaa has drawn to a close, but we didn't want to say goodbye to the holiday without giving you an idea of how Greensboro celebrated. The Greensboro Kwanzaa Collective hosted a seven-day celebration from 5-8pm ending on January 1st. Several events were held at Bethel AME Church on 200 Regan Street. The above photo was taken at the International Civil Rights Center and Mustum on South Elm Street. They hosted the event on December 28th, celebrating, Ujima- the principle of collective work and responsibility (see reference).
With New Year's Day and Kwanzaa closing out the holiday calendar, you know it is almost time for students to return to school. If you are Catholic you will likely celebrate Epiphany, Three Kings' Day, on January 6th. If you are Russian Orthodox, January 7th will be Christmas. Regardless of what you celebrate, it is important to have an appreciation of holidays and celebrations of other cultures. If you have not had the opportunity to experience a Kwanzaa celebration, put that you your 2014 to-do list. In the meantime, Harambee* Greensboro!
*let's all pull together
Your blog advertises a Mont Blanc fountain pen or maybe a ballpoint and I just wanted to say this is the pen I have on my desk and the one I still scribble with. Speaking of West Virginia, as I sometimes do, my wife, Patty and I were down a couple of years ago before grandpa Ballengee passed away and visited with him and my Uncle Ralph and Uncle Minor who had his own place back up on the side of the hill. We ate a hearty breakfast -- uncle Ralph cracked a dozen eggs and fried them floating in grease or lard in a big old iron skillet on the kitchen stove; roaring with a fresh load of wood, the eggs sizzled, popped and he spooned them out, done soft, on ancient plate and inquired if we wanted any? I assumed he meant some or one of the dozen cooked and he said no, he'd fix us some, as he eats a dozen eggs ever morning for breakfast and drinks a quart of milk from the cow in the barn and if he can't eat it all he said it goes into the hog's trough. Nothing goes to waste. The good living room was sparsely furnished but the walls were bright and colorful with the comics from old colored, Sunday, newspapers. The description hardly suits the elaborate scene in your post but there are two different worlds and I have lived in both.
Posted by: Abraham Lincoln | Friday, January 03, 2014 at 06:53 AM
I have never experienced a Kwanzaa celebration but think I have really missed something! Thanks for the tip.
Posted by: EG CameraGirl | Friday, January 03, 2014 at 07:19 AM