Five for Five Interview with Chet'la Sebree

Abstract

After I rambled on, trying to answer a question for which I had no clear answer myself, I finally blurted out something to the effect of because if I can save her, I can save myself." My voice cracked as those words erupted. I was surprised by my utterance, as was she. She smiled and pressed me on it. It was then that I realized I was trying to find my own voice, trying to find answers about what it meant to be an adult and a black woman in the world. Tears came to my eyes because I knew in that moment there was no saving Hemings. The best thing I could do, the only thing I could do, was to find my own way forward.