It took me a minute to understand, and believe how powerful passion can be. It’s such a strong emotion. So, when I think of passion I automatically think of history. I love it! I fell in love with it as a little girl. I was more intrigued with the fact that according to the history textbooks in school was that black history began with slavery. I kept asking the questions, well where did we come from? How did this happen?
If you read some of my last post I spoke about a red book that my dad purchased when I was a little girl. That book provided biographies of notable figures in black history. Just a little nugget, parents when you see your children are passionate about something, encourage and support them.
I fell in love with reading about history, mystery, and horror books. There weren’t many history books for children with characters that looked like me, so I was reading Nancy Drew and Goosebumps. When I was in grad school the first thing I thought about was writing a children’s book. I wanted the main character to resemble me but with a twist, which means a combination of my sister and I.
My passion for history led me to this point. I read, researched, and executed the plan. I wanted a cool way to learn about history, and I ended up here. I’m continuously amazed by how your passion can give you so much joy. I’m thankful for that book that my dad gave me over 20 years ago, because that book led me to this moment, with my Alleykats!
What are you #SteeleThankful for?