As published at leanin.org
We realized it’s the idea that shows up and grabs you. It becomes so compelling you can’t help but follow.
It was January 2011. My two-and-a-half-year old daughter and I nestled into our couch in Brooklyn for some television. It had been decades since I’d watched cartoons growing up in Richmond, Virginia and on that cold New York City morning, I became hot with rage. The shows on TV were worse than what I watched as a child. Girls were humorless princesses. Boys were funny and tough. Everyone was white. What would become of my brown daughter?
And that’s when it hit me. Be the change.