Middle sister Taja breathes in learning like she breathes out prayers, wondering how her feelings about God intersect with her parents’ church-centered strictness, why all the rules for Black girls don’t apply for boys, if she can someday go where she is judged just for her own merits.
Grab at popularity like big brother with his new CDs and beatboxing?
Be all talk like little sister on the house telephone? (you know Taja needs her own line, Mama!)
Dare to change like Daddy wanting to learn saxophone as an adult?
From middle school and kickball with friends (praying to need a bra like they do) to high school and crushes that fizzle out or flame bright (Purity Code, meet Houston public schools), track star Taja observes and writes and tries to understand…everything.
A generation ago, everything was different, but so much was the same.
What memory from your older relatives would you like to experience first-hand now?