Prompt Title: Tone, Style and Voice

Analyze the text below for style, voice and tone. Create prompt to write a new paragraph in in the same style, voice and tone:I knew the fate of my daughter at 22 weeks. For 18 more weeks, I had to keep smiling, keep pushing and keep working. I had to indulge in the presumptuous conversation that typical people have about anticipated motherhood, such as, “you are going to enjoy having a little girl”, “You are going to spoil her”, “You will see how it’s going to be”. Sometimes, I just went along with it and other times, I told the truth. No matter which direction I went, there was still this pressure to keep it together. Even after she passed away, and I had to return to work, where everyone remembered the pregnant lady and I had to explain when they asked for pictures of my daughter, that she passed away, I still, had to keep it together. I had to be the one to tell everyone else, it’s okay. I remember having to comfort a nurse during one of my routine check-ups. Keep it together Q. Stay strong. But what is strong anyway? What does that mean? The dictionary has 2 meanings: for strong: 1) having the power to move heavy weights or perform other physically demanding tasks and 2) able to withstand great force or pressure. Yes, by definition, we can do some ‘heavy lifting’. Yes, we can withstand pressure. Yes, we have the ability to perform some strenuous tasks. But we don’t want to do that all the time. We don’t want that to be the expectation of us as a black woman. The social norm of black womanhood is this fallacy that we are expected to carry the weight of love, loss, motherhood, education, sexuality, life, family, husbands, parents, the home, and careers. Because we are black women, it is our role to protect the manhood of the black man, the health of a black man, the wealth of a black man, and the children of black man. As black women we must lift ourselves and others up during the loss of children, our men, our parents. As black women we must press on despite abandonment of our fathers, our husbands, the fathers of our children, and our brothers. As black women we are expected to withstand the pressure when we are beaten, abused, assaulted, disrespected, degraded, overlooked, disregarded, dismissed, and discriminated against. Though all of us have not experienced all the above, we feel it for our black sisters, we see it in our black sisters, and we are tired for ourselves and for our fellow black sisters. It’s too much pressure.