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My grandmother passed away nearly 20 years ago, but colorism—the belief that darker-skinned black folks are less beautiful or intelligent—is alive and well. There is plenty to talk about in regard to colorism. In , U. I only like light-skinned girls. Block avoids the memorization and grammar exercises of traditional English courses and pushes students to develop their academic skills in the context of issues that are significant in their lives. Such project-based, child-directed learning has been a bulwark of progressive education since the days of John Dewey and is increasingly finding its way into the mainstream.

Whether it be the dearth of dark skinned actresses or lyrics that only sing the praises of those who are fair, colourism in the media is rife. But over the past few years, the tide has gradually begun to turn, with musicians in particular making up for lost time regarding dark skinned representation. These songs are special because they address dark women specifically: in the rare instances black women are celebrated it tends to be for perceived proximity to whiteness, for having lighter skin, looser curls. From models in music videos to musicians, darker skinned women in music have been side-lined the point of near invisibility, until now. The newfound appreciation for those of us on the darker end of the shade spectrum is certainly welcome.

Colorism refers to discrimination based on skin color. Research has linked colorism to smaller incomes, lower marriage rates, longer prison terms, and fewer job prospects for darker-skinned people. Colorism has existed for centuries, in and out of black America. It's a persistent form of discrimination that should be fought with the same urgency as racism. In the United States , colorism has roots in slavery, because slave owners typically gave preferential treatment to slaves with fairer complexions.

The first time I saw Cecilia, she was the only other black girl in our small group during freshman orientation. We were sitting in a circle while the junior leading our group was answering questions anyone had, and then we each had to say our name and where we were from. I could forgive her for this, as I was crowned an Oreo in high school because I liked spending my free period with my hands in clay in the ceramics classroom and I liked listening to the kind of music played in coffee shops in the city.