“Did you hear me? I want to know why. How can you keep going day after day as voices spin a web of untruth? Don’t you care? What can we do? I am fearful for the future and what will happen if we continue down this divisive path.”
My mother stood resolute methodically opening each shell. Her silence confused and angered me. I wanted action. I needed a tiny slice of hope.
She kept working, but I knew her thoughts. Her lips pursed tight like her beliefs, she knew I wanted answers. Answers she could not give.
Just yesterday I watched the strong, feisty women at this same table making posters to use their voices to speak out against the hatred, the bitterness, the violence.
Finally, she turned, “No, I do not weep at the world – I am too busy sharpening my oyster knife.”
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“No, I do not weep at the world – I am too busy sharpening my oyster knife.” —Zora Neale Hurston, from “How Does it Feel to be Colored Me” in World Tomorrow (1928)
I dedicate these thoughts to the many women across the world who gather together to make a difference. Without a doubt, many do weep, but they remain steadfast in their resolve and courage. Zora Neale Hurston was one of those women.