![]() Kenya does know that it's connected to what her Baba calls "the shame of being alive"-a shame that only grows deeper and more complex. Maybe it's because she calls her father-a housepainter-slash-philosopher-"Baba," or because her parents' friends gather to pour out libations "from the Creator, for the Martyrs" and discuss "the community." It's not because she's black-most of the other students in the fourth-grade class at her West Philadelphia elementary school are too. Kenya Curtis is only eight years old, but she knows that she's different, even if she can't put her finger on how or why. ![]()
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