#ise lyfe

[fashionkilladaya]

Introducing someone who is like a big brother to me, a mentor, a strong guide in my life and someone I can speak real with when it comes to social justice issues and awareness... I appreciated his mind and passion and want all of you to watch this piece up now free on my app, not for any reason other than to learn, and nourish your soul. Peace & love ✊🏽

[digiknow]

[oaklandunseen]

Oakland Teen Can’t Stop Quoting Drake. Episode 3 from Oakland Unseen’s first season featuring Oakland rapper, writer, and community organizer Ise Lyfe as the news anchor. Subscribe to our channel on YouTube.

[mirahill13]

Just great

[hsumulticulturalcenter]

Keynote speaker for Black History Month

[outerodyssey]

Ise Lyfe "Popular Dirt"

[iamword]

 Cracking the Code presents the known reality of racism featuring Ise Lyfe and Tilman Smith...

[cmpltly-nd-ntrly-fckd]

I wanna talk about last night to no one in particular, so here we go

Ise said, "Swag is something we wear on the outside to cover a lack of self esteem."

And in response to social media (specifically instagram and facebook), "Everyone wants to be looked at, but no one wants to be looked in."

He was blowing my mind the entire time.

He told us about growing up with a white grandma, and how when kids admired him for it and despised him for it, he loved her. When he was a teenager, they were playing scrabble, and he got a call from an aunt, telling him they were going to the beach. He told his grandma after he got off the phone, and she said that she hoped they didn't come back looking like niggers. He paused for a moment. He confessed to us that a piece of him died. His mom, who was in the kitchen washing dishes, heard everything. All he could hear was the water running, and another part of him died. None of them addressed what happened, but many years later, he wrote her a letter, telling her about his travels and hoping they could talk about what she said. He mailed the letter, but unfortunately, his grandma died before it arrived.

He talked about the stages of life, and how children are growing up too fast, and how we don't appreciate the knowledge and experiences that older people possess.

He reminded us that we didn't have many teachers who were people of color, that he had taught at a few schools before, and wished he could be given the opportunity to be a teacher here, at Lawrence.

A senior asked him about how to prevent things like what happened three years ago (there was a party and the theme was "gangster" or something along those lines), and he told us that we have to talk about these things, that the upperclassmen had to tell us, so we wouldn't repeat history.

He talked about stereotypes and being colorblind and privilege and standards of beauty and going to Ghana.

All of this knowledge in a thirty-something year old...

It made my heart ache for what is in store for my life.