The call for diversity is about recognizing that in order to be in the conversation come awards season, it goes back to the content that is being produced.
Mahershala AliRead
My mother is an ordained minister. I'm a Muslim. She didn't do back flips when I called her to tell her I converted 17 years ago. But I tell you now, you put things to the side, and I'm able to see her, and she's able to see me. We love each other. The love has grown.
Interpretation
The quote reflects a deep bond of love that transcends religious differences between a mother and her child.
Mahershala Ali's quote emphasizes the unconditional love that exists between him and his mother despite their differing religious beliefs. He highlights how mutual respect and understanding have allowed their relationship to flourish over the years, demonstrating that love can surpass ideological divides.
In practice
This quote can be shared during family gatherings to highlight the importance of acceptance.
The call for diversity is about recognizing that in order to be in the conversation come awards season, it goes back to the content that is being produced.
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