For my birthday this year, a friend got me tickets to see Familiar, a play by Danai Gurira, author of Eclipse on Broadway, Michonne on The Walking Dead, and more recently the Dora Milaje General Okoye in Black Panther.
It was excellent. We are transported to Minnesota, to the living room of a Zimbabwean-American family whose eldest daughter is about to get married to a white American man. The parents had fled Zimbabwe about 30 years earlier in the middle of a civil war, leaving secrets behind. Now their American-raised daughter insists on observing a traditional Zimbabwean custom as part of her marriage rites, pitching the family elders against each other. As tense as the subject material is, touching upon inter-generational friction, cultural identity, assimilation, and race the play itself is affectionate and funny.
You can complain about how you are depicted or you can tell your own story.
A lover of mangoes. A woman - smart, without pretense, lefthanded, Afropolitan - navigating this thing called life. An unapologetic believer in social justice and karma. Choosing to radiate positive energy and be true to myself. Here, my musings.
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