Before I start, there’s 66 days left to election day and this is just to remind you to register to vote if you haven’t already. Here’s a few links to help you get started:
I thought I’d introduce cultural wellness today. It’s my goal to at least touch upon all the dimensions of wellness by the end of the year.
That said, I have a story for you on my experience with cultural competency. My family and I are first generation Kenyan American. In Kenya, or at least my dad’s tribe, when a woman gets married if she takes the mans name, it’s his middle name and not his last name. My last name is Malonza. If I had a brother, his kids last name wouldn’t be Malonza it’d be whatever his middle name was. I’m explaining this because when we going through the naturalization process, there was a lady who decided that I should have my dad’s last name because that’s not how things are done in these here streets of ‘Merrica. For a brief 24 hour period, I was bumped up from being my dad’s daughter to his sister. I tried to boss him around but it didn’t take. I think it had to do with him not taking me seriously because I was the baby of the family.
That’s all I got from my soapbox, have a lovely weekend and I’ll see you on Monday.