Happy birthday to me

Graphic by Bruna Costa

Born on April 22, the day celebrated as Earth Day, at 9:15 a.m. in the vibrant city of Washington, D.C., I emerged into a world that was both gritty and full of promise. This auspicious timing, coupled with the moniker “Diamond Baby,” bestowed upon me a sense of resilience and uniqueness from the very beginning. 

Growing up in the heart of the Southside of D.C., affectionately known as “Chocolate City” due to its predominantly African American population, provided a backdrop of cultural richness and diversity. However, it was also a time when the city was grappling with challenges, earning nicknames like “City Under Siege” and “Murder Capitol” due to high crime rates and social unrest. 

Yet, amidst the chaos, I was raised by two hard working parents who instilled in me the values of determination, perseverance, and the importance of community. They navigated the rough streets of our neighborhood with grace, ensuring I was surrounded by love and support despite the adversities.

 One figure who played a significant role in shaping my early years was my grandmother, who affectionately inspired the entrepreneurial spirit that’s in me today. Moreover, she also nick-named me “Bossman Pimp.” For many reasons undisclosed, my nickname may raise eyebrows, but it encapsulates my fierce spirit and no-nonsense attitude. My grandmother was always a pillar of strength, offering guidance and wisdom and infusing our family with laughter and joy. 

As I reflect on my journey, I am filled with gratitude for the resilience my upbringing instilled in me. Each birthday serves as a reminder of the strength and tenacity that runs through my veins, inherited from generations past. 

Today, as I celebrate another year of life surrounded by my beautiful family, I am reminded of the power of love and community in overcoming adversity. It is a testament to the unwavering spirit of resilience that defines not only my personal story but also the spirit of Washington, D.C. 

So here’s to another year of growth, of overcoming challenges, and of embracing the beauty of life’s journey. Happy birthday to me, and cheers to the city that made me who I am. Love ya, peace, respect, shalom, Islam.


Issues |Racism


Region |Washington DC

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