Tale of a farmer’s daughter
I am the daughter of a farmer. / And maybe one day I will run back to my forefather's land.
I am the daughter of a farmer. / And maybe one day I will run back to my forefather's land.
I’m Black. I’m a woman. I’m an immigrant. I’m the product of a working-class family. I’m a fervent celebrator of Pride. I’m so much more than just one thing, and I have immeasurable honour and joy in embracing all of these identities at once.
Ten-year-old Sarah, with her distinct Northern London accent, would hardly have imagined herself at UBC, growing and challenging her mind, immersing herself in social justice activism on campus and racing to find a chair at IKB.
The idea of a Black Collegia was but a single bullet in the six-page-long BSU co-president transition document, but we took it to heart.