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My idea was to use these little black postcards to get the conversation started. But I quickly realized once I hit the road on my book tour that I didn’t really need that kind of incentive. All over the country people who came to hear about my story wound up sharing their own.
Despite all the talk about America’s consternation or cowardice when it comes to talking about race, I seemed to have found auditorium after auditorium full of people who were more than willing to unburden themselves on this prickly topic.
So the postcards that were supposed to serve as a conversation starter wound up instead serving as an epilogue.
I asked people to think about their experiences, questions, hopes, dreams, laments or observations about race and identity. Then, I asked that they take those thoughts and distill them to just one sentence that had only six words. People took the cards with them and mulled over the assignment. I hoped that a few might send them back to me via email or through the U.S. Postal Service. I tried to be realistic, set low expectations and then held my breath. Well, much to my surprise an awful lot of people took the bait.
Dozens of those little postcards started arriving in the mail every week and bit by bit, more and more of those little six-word “essays” piled up in my inbox from all over the country, and then amazingly from all over the world. I’ve heard from people in Australia, Afghanistan, London, Chile, Belgium, South Korea and Abu Dhabi.
The submissions are thoughtful, funny, heartbreaking, brave, teeming with anger and shimmering with hope. Some will with make you smile. Others might make you squirm. And there are a few that might make you wonder why they deserve a place on the website’s Race Card Wall.
Here’s the answer. If the intention is to use these cards to get a peek at America’s honest views about Race, then I must try to honor those people who offer up candor, even if what they share is unsavory or unacceptable in some people’s eyes.
I am grateful for the tremendous response. Thanks to all who take the time to scroll through the submissions…. and special Thanks to everyone who sends in six-word essays. Brick by Brick this wall has become a fascinating archive of attitudes about race at an interesting point in History. Despite all that is on display here…There is still, much to say.
Go ahead. Give it a try!
About The Race Card Project, by Michele Norris
The Race Card Project encourages people to condense their observations and experiences about race into one sentence with just Six Words. Since it began in 2010, the Project has received tens of thousands of Six Word stories from all over the world. The Race Card Project has earned a deep well of trust on a thorny topic as evidenced by the candor and depth of the submissions. The Six Word essays featured on the website, theracecardproject.com, provide a window into America’s private conversations about race and cultural identity. As such, the website has been used by schools, businesses, churches and even the military to foster a dialogue about race. The Six Word stories are also featured regularly in reports by Michele Norris on NPR’s Morning Edition.
The Race Card Project team is consistently amazed by the candor and emotional depth of the submissions collected via the award winning website, www.theracecardproject.com.
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Inspired by the book Not Quite What I was Planning: Six Word Memoirs from Writers Famous and Obscure, edited by Penn alumni Larry Smith and Rachel Fershleiser, the Hub decided to write their own six-word stories.
Have your own six-word contribution? Email us! firstname.lastname@example.org
Anticipation is not just about ketchup.
Out of everyone, I chose you.
Found a new mountain to scale
I came, I saw, I conquered!
live. contemplate. learn. keep moving forward.
Never really am where I want.
Irvin P. Delatorre
Ringling Bros. demise - the bookkeeper's balance
Others seldom rise to my expectations.
A reader longing for the stars.
Looking ahead. Looking back. No middle.
My. pace. is so different…SEE?
I love being indoctrinated by you
So many spaces, so few words.
chocolate chip cookie endowment coming soon
pacifist: an enemy of the state
moved every year then came home.
So, um, what's up with you?
Sometimes I have a good notion.
I still dance to "Octopus's Garden."
I am looking for the (g)riot.
Sounded much better in my head.
ask me again in a month
Striving to remain childLIKE not -ish
Train Insane or Remain the Same
a student from Mason City Schools
riverrun, Finnegans Wake unread too long the
Google knows me, therefore I am.
What I didn't expect changed me.
Kathy Lou Schultz
The French: "1987--a bad vintage."
Music tastes just as good as
is it ?
It took longer than I thought.
Kerry Sherin Wright
These years writing about those ones.
Bastard child of (moon)light laughter. Ha!
Slightly awkward, clumsy, asks many questions
Sometimes "awkward" is a good thing.
possible. Wishing I could go back. Im
The experience was worth the risk.
I can do it in five.
Some talent, big chip on shoulder
On second blush, it reads more
prone to confessions (of a variety)
no rhyming. loose ends are more
poetic attempts to win your favor
I made a choice about business.
Jerry Yue Liu| 刘悦
If it's hard, am I missing something?
Are my forgotten events, still meaningful?
Finding balance between meaning vs. happiness.
Thanks for the opportunity. Choose one.
Tried not to remember but did.
He betrayed me. Married the dog!