It never occurred to me I couldn’t play basketball.
In my lifetime, playing basketball was always an option. So as soon as I could, I signed up.
It wasn’t until later — years later — that I realized and appreciated that someone else, long before me, had been first. Some woman, some girl, at some point thought, “I want to play basketball. And I’ll fight the system until I can.”
Being first is hard. But being first makes it possible for someone to be second … 11th … 189th.
What a gift to give the world.
Ava DuVerney’s “A Wrinkle In Time” opened this past weekend as the first $100 million-budgeted movie to be directed by a woman of color. Beyond DuVerney’s accomplishment, the movie features a multi-racial cast comprised mostly of women.
Critical reviews have been mixed, and my friends’ reactions have been negative. I’ve waffled on whether to spend the money, but I’ve arrived at this conclusion:
I don’t know if the movie is good, but I know it’s groundbreaking. And that’s reason enough for me to take my family to see it.
Right now, we’re creating the world our children will take for granted. Who our children meet, what they experience, defines their existence, their understanding of what is.
I have no idea how to solve the world’s big problems. On a macro level, I doubt my family and I are influencing much.
My husband and I, nevertheless, are determined and intentional in trying to shape our children into the people God intends them to be.
Hence, “A Wrinkle In Time.”
Maybe supporting a mediocre movie is a waste of money.
But showing my kids that females and people of color star in and direct blockbuster movies, exert power and inspire, dream big and follow through? Showing them that multiracial families just are?
That, to me, is worth a few bucks.
I don’t know how much we do truly affects the world. But I know my influence on my kids is strong.
And so …
We’re going to see “A Wrinkle In Time.”
I’m generally going to choose the woman candidate.
I’m taking a black history course so I can be a better ally.
And yes, I’m starting a business.
I have dreams for motherbility that far surpass its current existence. Will they come true? I don’t know.
But my kids will grow up seeing their mom starting and running a business, and pursuing her dreams. They’ll see — I truly believe — women presidents. They’ll see loving, successful families of all sizes, shapes, ethnicities and creed.
Creating a world in which my kids take all those things for granted?
Yep. That’s worth the effort.