Black women hail 'Princess and the Frog' as racial milestone

By DeNeen L. Brown
Washington Post Staff Writer
Friday, December 11, 2009

You watched the Disney movies, sure enough, as other girls watched them.

And you put on your mother's pink nightgown and tied a long silk scarf on your head. And you danced, swirling in circles to the imaginary strings of orchestras.

Dreaming of the day when someone would come on a white horse and make everything all right.

You danced even as the background music in your head played another beat: your mother's voice.

It seemed as though every black mother on the block told her girls: Get your education; don't be worried about those little boys up the street; and, if you do get married, make sure you have your own bank account.

There would be no prince galloping in on a horse, black or white, to save you.

That was the story line of our fairy tales. We never learned to be damsels in distress.

And Hollywood never gave us someone who looked like us. Not a black princess, or a black prince.

Still, that did not mean we didn't sit in front of those old television sets, watching Disney movies and dreaming big, floaty, fanciful dreams. Most little girls -- no matter the color -- think there really is a prince out there who is looking for her alone, who will love her forever.

Today, little black girls everywhere will go to see the movie "The Princess and the Frog," featuring Disney's first black princess. But it's unlikely the movie will mean as much to those girls -- especially since so many now have multicultural lives -- as it means for their mothers sitting beside them, perhaps holding their hands and remembering their own childhoods.

"I'm probably more excited about this than my daughter because she doesn't realize the history of it," said Shalaun Newton, 41, a stay-at-home mom who lives in Bowie. "During my childhood, I didn't realize I was missing anything until recent years."

She played with Barbies and was into princesses in a grounded kind of way. "But as a child I don't recall thinking in the sense I'm going to grow up and a prince will carry me off to Never-Never Land. For me, I was a child, I was driven a different way. Wired a different way. I take after my father, more career-oriented, more independent. I thought, 'I can take care of myself.' I don't have to have a prince to carry me away."

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