摘要: |
I recently read a post on social media asking people to share when they first had a Black teacher in school. As you can expect, the responses were varied. Many indicated that they did not have a Black teacher until high school or college. Some, including Blacks, responded never. I thought "How sad."
I recalled that I had my first Black teacher in fourth grade. At the time, I thought nothing of it. I mean, didn't everyone have a Black teacher at some point? I was simply following in my sisters' footsteps and pretty much had the same teachers they did. It was the early 1970s, and I lived in a small Texas town where everyone went to the same school. We weren't large enough to have more than one campus for each grade. In fourth grade, we attended Dunbar Elementary, which had been the Black school in our town before integration. When the district integrated in the late 1960s, the Black faculty integrated along with the students. I remember each of those Black teachers with fondness for the energy and excellence they brought to their lessons and the perspectives they shared with the students. I believe my education was richer having sat in their classrooms. I imagine that it was a positive experience for the Black students to learn from an educator who looked like them. |