Celebrating the spirit and resilience of Detroit’s students, parents and educators.

The School to Prison Pipeline Is Still an Issue That Doesn’t Get the Attention It Deserves

Recently, local attorney Butch Hollowell performed to raise awareness on the School to Prison Pipeline that has led to many young African Americans being incarcerated. Many of these incarcerations can and should be prevented. Pictured is Michelle Davis and the young men of  The Brotherhood, a group of young men who attend Detroit Public Schools’ Davis Aerospace Academy. She fights…

Jametta Lilly & Detroit Parent Network Engage Local Parents

Story provided by the Ford Motor Company Fund When you’re black and born in India, it gives you a global perspective; spending the first four years of your life there cements this worldview. Jametta Lilly, whose parents were both academics, instilled in Lilly a way of viewing not only those around her, but socioeconomic concerns as well. Once back in…

To Be Young Black And Gifted: Black Males Shine Bright

I met this young man leaving the building where I work. Dapper and debonair his mere presence alone made me want to know more about him. Just leaving an interview for a summer intern position, he not only captured my attention but stuck around and held a twenty minute conversation as he carried my belongings from the car back into…

Silence In The Midsts Of Life And Death

We don’t know what else to say. We don’t know how to say it. Silence is everywhere, every time a school shooting happens. Why? Because people have said everything possible to get our government to move on stricter gun laws. I’m not talking about that right to bear arms type of move. I am talking about save our children from…

My Son Gave Me the Strength to Quit Smoking

Please read the following story of my mother’s testimonial to the power of children. My brother, Derik Love (pictured at my mother’s right side) was very young when he affected positive change in my mother that has lasted over 40 years. She shares the following…….   By Mattalyn Love Jones One day my youngest son and I were standing on…

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