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ariannsmartell:

A song of ice and fire + quotes

“She was Daenerys Stormborn, the Unburnt, Khaleesi and queen, Mother of Dragons, slayer of warlocks, breaker of chains, and there was no one in the world that she could trust.

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2x04 | 4x02

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Several months ago, I was at a school event where a very young black girl was standing shyly off to the side as I was chatting with some 6th grade students after my presentation. She gave me her notebook and asked me to sign it, which I was glad to do. It was a book of her own poetry and short stories. I smiled and said “I’m so glad to meet a young writer!” She beamed at me and said “I love writing and I want to be a writer but I didn’t think I could because I’m not white.” I was surprised and asked her if she’d read any books by Walter Dean Myers, Angela Johnson, or Linda Sue Park. She nodded and shrugged her shoulder and said, “But I’ve never seen them in person.” To this young teen, an author of color was a mythical creature, not to be believed, until she’d seen one in person. She couldn’t believe in her dream to become a writer until she saw for herself that a real life POC had done it. This is why we must continue to fight for diversity in children’s literature. For all of our children, so that they can see that we exist and that they can believe that their dreams of becoming whatever they want, can come true. —

From this great post by Ellen Oh.

This story reminds me, too, of something I always talk about which was that I never met an author until I was like 25. Until then, I didn’t think I could be one because I thought being an author was for special rich people who lived far away, probably in New York, and had some secret access to that whole world. (This was before the internet.) So I can totally imagine how a non-white kid who only ever met white authors would think the way the girl in this story does.

Adults are models of possibility. We need to model all sorts of possibility for all sorts of kids, and can’t ever assume that they just “know” about things existing that they don’t get to see and experience for themselves.

Especially when you’re a poor kid or otherwise not privileged in some way or come from an addicted family, you tend to have people around you that have those same limited and limiting beliefs. I never had goals or ambitions modeled for me by the adults in my immediate family. No one ever said I could and should try things that I wanted to do and have dreams and take risks. I learned survival and getting by, and making do with what you have and staying safe. I was a poor kid, and got that. When I multiply my own experience by a factor of also not-white, I can start to catch a tiny glimpse of what the girl in Ellen’s story and kids like her are up against.

I can stand in front of kids and talk about my background of poverty, and the dysfunction I grew up in, and I do do that, to share my own struggle to achieve a goal. But when I’m talking to a roomful of not-white kids (and I’ve been to plenty of schools like that) I know it’s not the same as if they could see someone who looks like them telling that story. Thanks, Ellen, for sharing this.

(via sarazarr)

Thank you to Sara for really understanding the importance of this issue and for caring enough to share it.

(via elloellenoh)

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They dream tree dreams. I dream of a tree dreams. A weirwood. Like the one in the godswood. It calls to me.

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gatabella:

Grace and Audrey at the Academy Awards, 1956

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They dream tree dreams. I dream of a tree dreams. A weirwood. Like the one in the godswood. It calls to me.

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Next time, on Hannibal

imzack:

Will: If you’re the Chesapeake Ripper and you know it, clap your hands.

Hannibal: [clap clap]

Jack: Don’t applaud his singing, Hannibal. You’ll only encourage him.

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genttle:

bled:

IVE BEEN LOOKING FOR THIS FOREVER

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH OMG

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Make me choose - Anonymous asked: Olenna Tyrell or Loras Tyrell?

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reginasmom:

intimateaff3ction:

It’s happened to all of us

john green should use this as an advertisement for his books

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