This piece is a depiction of my first Easter Sunday taken from a video recording my Ma did back in April of 1994. The video shows a little Black girl comfortable with herself and her surroundings, even though her mother keeps telling her to “sit still” and behave. “We are in church, Kat” The video goes from outside of the house to then at church with me saying my very important line: “Christ arose on Easter Day” To me then pulling up my Easter Sunday dress over and over again in the choir section. I was more focused on the way the ruffles looked when collapsing against the air when I would swoosh it up and down. I could care less about what the context of church or what decency was, I was just told I had to say one thing and that was good enough. At the end I would clap for myself. This video is more than just a little Black girl acting out in church. This showcases comfortability. Comfortability within my woman-ness and my Blackness. I wanted to lift my dress in church and look at myself in the mirror cause I liked the way my brown skin looked on my yellow pastel colored dress.