Whose America

I only watched a few minutes of Romney's speech. Not because I didn't want to, but I'm currently on a family vacation and was busy playing yatzee with my mom and son (that makes it sound like I'm super old and boring--but it was fun). So I re-watched some this am on C-Span. I am … Continue reading Whose America

I Didn’t Understand Then But Do Now

Dear Justin, I am sorry it took the shooting of Trayvon Martin for me to understand what you said all those years ago.  I am sorry I didn't see your wisdom of experience.  I was too naive to understand.  I was too stuck in my own world of white privilege to really hear you.  And … Continue reading I Didn’t Understand Then But Do Now

My Worst Nightmare

Trayvon Martin's story could one day be my son's story.  Like Trayvon, my son is black.  Right now it doesn't affect his life much--but one day (in 11 years) he'll be a 17-year-old black man walking the streets in a predominately white neighborhood.  By virtue of his skin color, he will be suspicious.  I thought … Continue reading My Worst Nightmare

Urban Schools And Slavery

Who knew they had many of the same racial ideals embedded in their systemic structure--keeping people in their appropriate place. Now before you start getting mad at me, education and urban education are my passion and my daily work.  All of my teaching has happened in urban schools with a majority black population.  My kids … Continue reading Urban Schools And Slavery

Loving

I am not naive.  I know that our country has a horrendous past regarding the treatment of those the white establish deem as other.  Our differences use to be rather easy to determine--White was good--everything else was bad.  Pretty simple right.  Well what happens when whites don't get the memo or choose not to drink … Continue reading Loving