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Welcome to DIRECTIONS the monthly online newsletter of the Delaware Valley Association of Black Psychologists (DVABPsi). We look forward to providing our readers with pertinent information to support, encourage, and uplift our community and those who serve the community. The goal of DVABPsi is to make a positive impact on Black Mental Health today and in the future.


Views and opinions in DIRECTIONS are those of the authors and do not purport to represent the opinions or views of DVABPsi or its members.

Ayo Maria Gooden, Ph.D., ABPBC, Co-Editor

Auriane Nguiadem Kemegne, BA, Co-Editor

“The way to win is to try.” - Stacey Abrams

President’s Corner


Dr. Beverly Greene, a renowned Black female psychologist once said, "Womanhood is a rich tapestry woven with strength, resilience, and boundless potential." 


As we celebrate Women's History Month, we are reminded of the invaluable contributions of women, particularly Black women, to the fabric of our society. From pioneering activists and leaders to groundbreaking scholars and healers, Black women have been at the forefront of progress, advocating for justice, equality, and empowerment. In the field of psychology, their insights and research have expanded our understanding of human behavior and mental health, paving the way for more inclusive and equitable practices. Let us honor the legacy of black women this month and every day by amplifying their voices, acknowledging their achievements, and continuing to work towards a future where all women can thrive.


Today, we celebrate Jennifer Eberhardt, the Stanford University Professor who has demonstrated through her research that racial bias affects policing and the criminal justice system due to individuals erroneously but commonly associating Blackness with crime. I invite you to. Learn about Dr. Eberhart and to read her latest work.

Why pay for an advanced degree when you can go free ?

Learn more about the scholarship below.


The Bond-Hill Scholarship which allows PA residents who attend Lincoln or Cheyney, who graduate with at least a 3.0 to attend Pitt, Penn, Drexel, and possibly other PA universities free for medical, law, dental, podiatry, science, education, business, and others.


“We must always attempt to lift as we climb.” - Angela Davis


Dr. Carlton Payne has more than 30 years of experience in the field of psychology. He earned his BA in psychology from LaSalle University, his MS in Counseling Psychology from Villanova University and his PhD. in Educational Psychology from Temple University. He has taught college and graduate students and served as the Chief Psychologist and Director of Behavioral Health for the City of Philadelphia Prison System. His areas of expertise include Forensic Psychology, Psychological Testing/Assessment, Learning Abilities/Disabilities, Mediation/Dispute Resolution, Suicide Prevention/Grief Counseling, Diversity/Multicultural Education, Anger Management, and Curriculum Design.

Ebonee is a six part story addressing child abuse by Dr. Carlton Payne.

Ebonee is a fictitious story based on real events.


When the grandmother phoned, Ebonee’s mother  became very angry over the fact that Ebonee was at the grandmother's house and said that the girl was a big liar. This was before the grandmother could explain why Ebonee had come to her house. Grandmother advised the officer that's when she knew something was wrong and made Ebonee tell her the truth. Ebonee told her grandmother that the mother's boyfriend came in drunk about that morning and she was in bed. She stated that she heard him come upstairs and stumble into the bathroom. She said that a few minutes later her bedroom door began to ease open so she pretended that she was asleep. She said the room was quiet but she smelled alcohol and when she opened her eyes he was standing over her naked. She said she began to scream and that's when he began to swing at her. He punched her in the face and yelled "shut up". She said she couldn't fight back because she was dazed from the punch. She said he was really mean when he was drinking. He tried to hold her down on the bed and the more she struggled the more angry he became. According to Ebonee the mother had come into the room by this time and asked what was going on. He told the mother that he had walked into the wrong bedroom by mistake and "she want to act all stupid." The  mother told Ebonee to go downstairs and get herself together and that's when she ran out of the house and walked to the grandmother’s house". 

“My Grandmas statement was exactly right. That was what had happened. I wondered if Grandma felt  something was wrong, why she  didn't do something before? I guess it was because my mom was always telling her to mind her own damn business. After the trial, my grandma was sentenced to five years in prison. Dora and Goldboy testified against her. I tried to tell them why Grandma did it but they wouldn’t let me testify. They said my testimony was irrelevant to the case but I was allowed to testify at her sentencing. I told them all what had happened but nobody seemed to care. My mother kept yelling, ‘Liar, liar.’ They gave Grandma five years in jail. Said it was ‘mandatory’. While she was in prison, I took care of Grandma's bills and put her pension check in the bank before mom could get her hands on it. “Mom did some nasty things like search through Grandmas' house and she stole grandma's new couch. ‘She ain't gon’ need it,’ Mom said. “She even had the nerve to send Grandma a picture of herself, curled up in a pose on her couch in her bare feet. That made me mad. The only good thing mom did was to take me to see Grandma while she was in jail. 

“Grandma was already frail. Bein’ in there made her even weaker. “Grandma said, ‘That couch is going to you when I'm gone, child.’ After about nine months, Grandma got really sick in there and the prison doctors said her heart condition was now terminal and there was nothing they could do. “Each time mom took me to visit her, Grandma looked worse and worse. They finally let Grandma out early because of her health. 

“On the day she finally got out of prison, I rushed over to her house. The front door was open and the house was unusually quiet. I looked all over the house and I went into the kitchen. Grandma was there. Her face was flushed, gray and clammy. She was sweating too much; sweating and struggling to stay awake. “It was like she knew she was supposed to die today and was fighting to stay alive. She tried not to let on but I could see that she couldn’t see well  and she must have been terribly afraid. She kept about her tasks. She had all four burners on the stove going. She was alternating between peeling a pile of potatoes that she had already cooked, cooking a variety of other foods and washing the dishes. I tried to help her but she wouldn't let me. She said, ‘No, I need to do this to keep going, child,’ Her voice began to crack. ‘It's a way of staying alive. ‘If I don't rest, I won't pass on.’ 

“Her weak voice cracked again. It dawned on me that she had been sick a few years back and I had told her that I needed her and said something like, ‘Don't die on me.’ So I asked her, ‘You doin’ this for me, Grandma?’ “She put her hand on the sink to support herself and nodded. She had been holding on all this time just for me. “I hugged her tighter than we had ever hugged before. It was like a good-bye hug. I kissed her on the cheek. I whispered in her ear, ‘Grandma, I have been selfish for too long. I'm old enough now where I can take care of myself. You don't have to hurt yourself any more for me. You can rest now. 

“She paused and said, ‘I think I'd better lay myself down for a while’ but we both knew what she meant. She put her apron on the counter and turned off all the burners I led her into the living room where she laid down on the sofa, Dora's old funky sofa. I covered her with an afghan that she had knitted and a few minutes later she was gone. ‘Good-bye,’ I whispered, ‘Good-bye, Grandma.’ “Now I was truly alone. I had no refuge now. I was stuck with my mother – well, the woman I was born to, anyway, because my grandma was actually a mother to me. She was really the one who raised me, nurtured me and loved me. 

“Things were pretty much stable in the months following the funeral. Goldboy had moved out. He would come over from time to time and I spent a lot of time in my room but the good thing was that he left me alone. Their injuries from the shotgun pellets were just about healed by now. The lesson that Grandma had taught them lingered and I was feeling pretty confident. Then things exploded.“Dora started using drugs heavily, again and said he was going to be moving back in. My world collapsed.  On his first day there, he started accidentally on purpose bumping into me. He started rubbing up against me and touching me. Then the sexual stuff started up again, only worse this time. He started using things like candlesticks and the broom handle. I was afraid to go to the bathroom because once, when I did, he came up behind me and used the toilet plunger handle. 

“I would make sure to pee at school. Rush home up to my room and push the dresser up to the door and wait for mom to come home from work. On the worse day of my life, I forgot to pee at school. I barricaded myself in my room as I did every day and that's when it hit me. I had to go to the bathroom. ‘Oh no,’ I said to myself. I always went to the bathroom at school. How could I have been so stupid? “I was just going to hold it till mom got home but it got worse and worse. I thought I was going to bust. “I looked around the room for an empty soda bottle or a Big Gulp cup or something, anything that I could use. I even thought of climbing out the window and going to the gas station. The only thing that stopped me was that it was a straight, two-story drop from my window to the ground so that was out. 

“I eased the dresser away, carefully, and peeked out the door and down the hall. I thought he must be downstairs so I slipped into the bathroom and nothing ever felt so good as having to pee so badly and finally getting to. Then the latch on the door started to lift up. He was using a credit card or something to unlock the bathroom door. He came in and said, ‘Oh, I didn't know you was in here, baby. “I jumped from the seat and tried to run out with my pants still around my ankles. He grabbed my arm and said, “You don't have to rush out. I’ll give you some privacy.’ “I could smell the liquor it was like it was coming out of his skin. 

“You know it’s nasty not to wipe yourself after you piss and flush that toilet.’“I reached for my pants and underwear. He yelled, ‘Wipe yourself!’ “He pushed my clothes back to the floor. I was scared but carefully wiped and dropped it in the toilet. “ ‘Now flush the toilet,’ he said. When the roar of the flush came, I tried to run again and he grabbed me and picked me up. He was really mad and the more I struggled, the madder he got, He pushed the wooden plunger into my, err inside of me. This time, too far and I started bleeding bad. “He stuffed me with toilet paper and one of my mom's napkins but it wouldn’t stop. “I said, ‘You got to call a doctor,’ but he wouldn't and he wouldn't let me either. He said, ‘That’s just your period coming on,’ but I was too young for that. “I must have blacked out because I woke up in the hospital. My mother had come home and found me passed out in a pool of blood. I was knocked out for days. The doctors said it was a coma. Goldboy had run out and left me there to die. 

“After my operation, the doctors told me that I would never be able to have children. He messed up my insides so bad that they had to take everything out. At only eleven, I was empty inside. I felt like a dried-up old lady. I had no future, never gonna have no kids, no husband, no nothin’. “The police caught Goldboy and he went to prison for what he had done. “My mom got off of drugs because of the guilt she felt for not believing me. She was ridiculous. She apologized every day, every time we passed in the hall, every morning before school and all the time. I began to get sick of it. When there was a thunderstorm she would come in my room and hug me like I was a little kid but it was too late. She was not going to be able to make up for the past. She didn't believe me. She didn't protect me and I will never ever forgive her for that.

 “A few years went by and I was sixteen years old now. My life was getting pretty good. I would only get depressed once in a while when I would see a woman with a new baby or when one of the girls at school would bring her own baby or baby brother or sister to school. I never will have children of my own because of what he done, that bastard. Because of what she let him do. “On the way to catch the bus to school, I had to go past the hoodlums on 52nd Street. “One day there was a familiar voice among the crowd. My eyes whipped around and looked. It was him, my mother's old boyfriend, Goldboy. He must have gotten out of prison. 

“I was not going to tell my mother. I was afraid she would let him move back in. I just didn't trust her. At first he didn’t recognize me. Then he started making comments about how big my titties had gotten. I ran down the street and around the corner to avoid him. The next day and every day following I went to the 53rd street stop just to avoid him. I felt vulnerable and empty. My grades plummeted, I was in a daze. All I could think about all day was him following me home and how I would get past him the next morning. I became paranoid and thought every man walking past was him. I rushed home every day and locked the door. I actually picked the phone up and dialed the first three digits of my grandma's number before I remembered. 

"The police, that's it", I thought, "I'll call them". I gave his name and told them he was harassing me. They connected me to the lady cop who arrested him when he mutilated me. She said she would talk to him but there was nothing she could do unless he tried something. She helped me get a restraining order to keep him away. That must have done the trick because he wasn't out there anymore. Two, three, four days went by and I began to relax. Maybe he went back to jail for murder or something, maybe he found another drug addict woman to move in with. I hope she has Aids," I thought to myself,” I hope she doesn't have a little girl”. It would be horrible if someone else had to go through what I went through.

“When you are willing to make sacrifices for a great cause, you will never be alone.” - Coretta Scott King

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written by

Ayo Maria Gooden, Ph.D., ABPBC


The month of March is a special month for me because not only do I share a birthday with my five-year younger sister, Carmelita (March 15) but I was blessed with the birth of my son Amon, on March 22, which makes that my “Mother’s Day”. Family is what helps to give us not only joy but strength to do what may seem impossible.  Family gives us a sense of purpose. I had intended to discuss our travels through Mexico viewing and climbing the pyramids built by Blacks, but a critical issue was brought to my attention that must be the focus of our March edition of Directions.

Thanks to DVABPsi member, Brother Colmon Holmes, Chair of the Community Outreach Committee, we have expanded our family again. He has introduced us to our family from West Africa, Guinea.  Brother Ousmane Tounkara who is an Executive Member-Secretary of Culture, Sports, and Youth in the Guinean Community of Delaware Valley, Inc.- a tax-exempt organization. Brother Tounkara has informed us that there are over 1,000 brothers, sisters, and children who are in the Philadelphia area seeking asylum from a relatively new but violent military power.  

Those of you who have read my writings or viewed my presentations on racism will not be surprised by my statement that although the abuses are being committed by Black faces, you can bet your life on the fact that racist Caucasians are intentionally destabilizing Guinea so that they can continue taking the gold, diamonds, bauxite (used to make aluminum), and other mineral resources including the land. Caucasians have been known for using Blacks to abuse/murder other Blacks.  When we recognize each other as family, we can stop the acceptance of rewards to harm each other. Blacks who support racist/nazi behavior lack spirituality.  We cannot continue allowing a few people to sell out when the resources should be shared with Blacks throughout the country. The ancient Black tradition of Ubuntu-I am because we are and we are because I am. It is what makes us human. We are stronger together and can be empowered if we work together.  


We are asking DVABPsi members to dig deep and donate money (to help pay for bus passes for doctor and lawyer appointments, food, medicine, etc.), clothing, interpretation services, tutoring English (If you speak French, Portuguese, Spanish, Mandingo, Fulani, Sosso), etc. to help our people. If you know of a building or housing that is available, please let us know. If you have a car, van, truck, boat, or other vehicle, let us know. You may reach Brother Ousmane Tounkara at or call 302-565-8027 to make donations directly or you may contact Brother Holmes at 267-282-1062. DVABPsi is also a tax-exempt organization and you may donate your items to DVABPsi and we will make sure your donations are given to our Guinea and African family.

The beauty and wealth of Guinea: 

Location and Climate 

Guinea is located in West Africa, bordered by Guinea-Bissau, Senal, Mali, Ivory Coast, Liberia, and Sierra Leone. Its coastal region experiences a tropical climate with a wet and dry season, while the inland areas have a more varied climate with a rainy season from May to November and a dry season from December to April.


The flag of Guinea consists of three vertical bands of red, yellow, and green, with a golden yellow horizontal band in the middle. Red symbolizes the blood of the martyrs who died from slavery and wars, yellow represents the wealth of the country's minerals, and green symbolizes the country's vegetation and agriculture.


Guinea is rich in natural resources, particularly minerals such as bauxite, gold, diamonds, and iron ore. It is one of the world's third largest producer of bauxite which is used to make aluminum.  Other resources mined are cement, salt, graphite, limestone, manganese, nickel, and uranium.



Guinean cuisine is diverse and flavorful, influenced by the country's various ethnic groups. Common ingredients include rice, cassava, plantains, peanuts, and a variety of meats including fish, chicken, and lamb. Popular dishes include jollof rice, grilled fish, and peanut sauce. You can view the various types of fruits native to Guinea below: breadfruit, sugar fruits (Passiflora maliformis, Sweet Calabash).


Music is an integral part of Guinean culture, with traditional rhythms and modern influences blending together. The country is known for its vibrant drumming traditions, including the djembe drum. 

Famous Guineans Artists: 







Mory Kanté (born on 29 March 1950 - transitioned on May 2020) was a renowned Guinean vocalist, songwriter, and instrumentalist, born on March 29, 1950, in Albadaria, Guinea and transitioned on May 22, 2020 in Conakry at the age of 70. He was known for his contributions to West African music, particularly in the genre of Mandingo music and the popularization of the kora, a traditional West African string instrument. Mr. Kanté gained international fame with his 1987 hit song "Yé ké yé ké," which became a global sensation and topped the charts in several countries. His music blended traditional African rhythms with modern influences, earning him recognition as one of Africa's most influential musicians.


Sekouba Bambino Diabaté commonly known as Sékouba Bambino, is a Guinean singer and songwriter born on February 28, 1964, in Kintinya, Guinea. He is known for his powerful vocals and diverse musical style, which encompasses genres such as traditional Mandingo music, Afro-pop, and reggae.


Ba Cissoko is a talented Guinea-Bissauan multi-instrumentalist and vocalist, born in 1967 He's a jeli (also known as griot), part of a long line of master musicians. He learned traditional Mandinka music from M' Bady Kouyaté., a renowned kora player. Ba is a multi-instrumentalist, he plays Kora, but also N'goni - a stringed instrument commonly used in Western Africa – and the guitar, singing along in Malinké, Wolof, Pulaar and also in French. Ba Cissoko's music is a family story and Ba is always surrounded by cousins, relatives or friends of Conakry. Brother Ba Cissoko celebrates Jimi Hendrix with his 2006 album, Electric Griot Land. He has used Jimi Hendrix’s genius as a musical visionary as a guide to transform his music to incorporate styles that intrigue and reach a wider audience. In 2009 he released Séno, another musical tribute to Jimi Hendrix. His band included his two cousins, Kourou the elder on bass and bolon, and Sékou, the young prodigy who transforms the kora with saturated effects, and Dartagnan (percussion) and Abdoulaye Kouyaté (guitar).

“To modernize the Manding tradition to better spread it; to transgress it, to really honor it,” says Ba Cissoko.


Famous figures

Guinea has produced many notable figures in various fields. Some famous Guineans include Sekou Toure, the country's first president; Kadiatou Diallo, an advocate for justice whose son Amadou Diallo's death gained international attention.

Tourist Attractions

Guinea offers a range of attractions for visitors. The Fouta Djallon region is known for its stunning landscapes, waterfalls, and hiking trails. The Nimba Mountains are a UNESCO World Heritage Site known for their biodiversity. Conakry, the capital city, offers bustling markets, vibrant nightlife, and beautiful beaches. I am especially interested in the archeological proof of the greatness of our people. 


Ruins, Pyramids, Archeological Find

Guinea is home to several archaeological sites and so-called ruins, including those from the ancient Malinke and Susu kingdoms. The region of Siguiri is known for its gold mines and historical significance. Additionally, there are intriguing rock formations and petroglyphs scattered throughout the country. Unfortunately, I was not able to locate any pictures. If you have some, please share them with us.

Current Events

Please click on the links below to read about the atrocities facing our people in Guinea. Please note that what is going on in Guinea is happening across the African continent. It is important to recognize why racist/nazi Caucasians want Guinea. Please see the information below. 







We hope you have enjoyed learning about our Guinea family! Most of all, we hope you will donate generously to the of Guinea Community of Delaware Valley, Inc. You may reach Brother Ousmane Tounkara at or call 302-565-8027 to make donations directly or you may contact Brother Holmes at 267-282-1062.  DVABPsi is also a tax-exempt organization and you may donate your items to DVABPsi and we will make sure your donations are given to our Guinea family. Please look at the services listed below that our Guinea family has to offer. Around 65% have degrees in the following areas:

  • Civil engineering

  • Accounting

  • Finance

  • Computer Science

  • International relations


The remaining 35% might have a profession (skilled workers such as electrical) and manual work experience.

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