I will remember those who fought for racially integrated schools in a segregated nation.
I am years of substitute teachers. A shower of handouts and silence.
The disorder (at my school) has left me stuck taking double periods of gym this semester, all because someone overlooked the fact that I needed to fulfill four gym credits in order to graduate.
You can't make us speak our minds about Thomas Jefferson, Newton, or Shakespeare, but silence us when we have something to say about the system.
As a young black girl I have been taught to work 100 times as hard.
I was shut down and told that “I wanted to destroy the system” and that “I did not represent my school properly.”
How can my brothers and sisters of the South Bronx 'beat the odds' if our education system is broken?
Never once, since my arrival to the States at age 8, did I ever realize that my status would be a barrier in my education.
What mattered was the grades. Instead of being a person, I became a set of scores and numbers.
Why are schools that are more diverse subjected to more academic opportunities?
A standardized test does not reflect the elements of my being.
Why is that at every step of my journey, I have had to search for opportunities beyond what was provided to me?
What happened in 5 miles that determined who got to graduate, who went to college, who got to explore their talents, who learned to question?