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How the World Fails Black Girls

Before I had the words to express myself, I noticed that the world treated Black girls differently and dark-skinned girls even worse. In 2005, I moved to the United States from Sierra Leone. At my elementary school in Washington, I was the only Black girl in every class until the third grade. Nobody, not my teachers nor my peers, let me forget this. I became that Black girl, a case study for curious white children convinced I was related to the only other Black person they knew, Barack Obama. I was the Black girl everyone turned to stare at when my second-grade teacher taught my class about slavery. My happy grin in school photos belied the discrimination I experienced every day at school. I was Black first and a child second.

In 2009, my family moved to Philadelphia, where I attended a predominately Black school. Young and naive, 9-year-old me thought my days of being bullied for my appearance were over. However, a new kind of bullying emerged. It was not the racism I was used to in predominantly white settings, but it was just as insidious. It was something I did not have the language for, yet it felt so familiar. It underscored my transformation from that Black girl to that dark-skinned African girl. It was colorism, and it followed me everywhere. I was dark-skinned first, Black second, and a child last. I was never allowed to lead with my childhood.


• Read Dr. Kimberlé Crenshaw’s work on intersectionality to understand how conversations about race risk being reductive if they don’t explore how same-race people have different experiences based on the identities they don’t share. And consider how race intersects with different identities such as gender, class, skin tone, and even body type.

• Read three stories on how adultification bias affects Black girls collected by the Georgetown Law Initiative on Gender Justice & Opportunity.

• Learn about underreported stories about missing Black women and girls on the Our Black Girls website and share their stories to help their case.

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Like a typical bibliophile, I turned to literature to investigate why my complexion did not come with the carefree bliss of childhood and why adults and children alike were invested in stomping out my light. With Toni Morrison’s “The Bluest Eye,” I arrived at a painful answer. Morrison skillfully captured my feelings of neglect, invisibility, and shame within the novel’s protagonist, Pecola Breedlove. Pecola was an 11-year-old dark-skinned Black girl who everyone thought was ugly and ignored. Everyone she encountered was committed to destroying her confidence. Pecola’s family, friends, and sometimes strangers measured their humanity and worth against her perceived ugliness. She endured ugly systemic treatment — abuse, trauma, and extreme poverty — which ultimately drove her to insanity.

I see Pecola in myself and all the Black girls this world has demonized and forgotten. The world is critical and unforgiving of Black girls. Large social justice movements are born out of the deaths of Black boys, yet the world rarely stops to mourn missing and abused Black women and girls. A paradox emerges from our simultaneous erasure and hypervisibility; the world doesn’t see us, yet the world constantly appropriates Black girls’ aesthetics and vernacular. We are only “seen” to the extent to which it benefits others.

This brings me to Ma’Khia Bryant, a 16-year-old Black girl who was fatally shot by a police officer in Columbus, Ohio, on April 20. Ma’Khia Bryant was not a dangerous, knife-wielding “woman,” as many are making her out to be. She was a frightened child who tried to protect herself from being jumped by two adults. She was twice failed by the state, a foster child who called the police for help only for them to kill her upon arrival. It’s important to consider how Ma’Khia’s size — in addition to her Blackness — affects the way people perceive her shooting. Popular tropes like the “fat bully” impute fatness to immorality and aggressiveness. In “Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone,” J.K. Rowling uses this dangerous stereotype to describe her story’s bully: “Dudley was very fat and hated exercise — unless of course it involved punching somebody.” In fat Black children, adultification intensifies because people tend to associate size with aggressiveness, as they do with Blackness.

I explore these issues, among others, on The Darkest Hue, a digital platform I created in June 2020 to combat the systemic erasure of Black girls, especially dark-skinned Black girls. In a recent post, I investigated the dire consequences of adultification and found that Black children are six times more likely to be fatally shot by police than white children. Not only that, Black girls are more likely to be suspended, expelled, and arrested compared to white girls, and adults perceive Black girls ages 5–19 to be less innocent and need less protection than white girls.

In a society that cannot distinguish Black children from Black adults, the future of Black girls is precarious. In a society that privileges spectacle, the perceived invisibility of Black children can be fatal. White supremacy never remembers Black girls but, like muscle memory, never forgets how to break us. Black girls deserve safety, opportunity, rest, and play. Black girls deserve empathy, compassion, and protection.

This article was originally published on Assembly, Malala Fund’s digital publication and newsletter for girls.

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TK Saccoh

TK Saccoh (she/her/hers) is a 22-year-old anti-colourism advocate and recent graduate of Columbia University. She is the creator of The Darkest Hue, a digital safe space that amplifies the voices of dark-skinned women and girls and educates on the devastating personal and systemic consequences of colourism. TK was Malala Fund's Spring 2022 editorial intern and a recent summer fellow at the African American Policy Forum based at Columbia Law School. Now, TK works as a program coordinator at Exalt Youth, an organization that empowers youth in New York City who are involved with the criminal justice system. TK hopes to study civil rights law in the future.

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