What happens when we as teachers are triggered by the texts we are teeaching? What happens when the stories feel too hard to teach?
I think things are getting better. Not easier, but better. Still, we can't shy away from conversations that we know may be a little messy.
We live in a world where, sometimes, it feels like educational buzzwords and the newest fads overtake our concept of "good education."
Unlearning the hurtful lessons we have internalized about racism will take more than just a half-day training.
I still remember the first time I read a piece of writing that felt like it truly understood me. I was a junior in high school.
We must ask ourselves not just how to make our classrooms engaging, but how to ensure it is culturally-responsive, actively relevant, and helping kids envision a world in which their identity, voice, and culture are important.
We must begin asking ourselves why and how we have begun listening now.
How can I tell my students that while I'd move mountains for them, I know my body is just as feeble against bullets as theirs?
We are, at our foundation, a nation of immigrants and native peoples displaced by systemic oppression.
Is the work we're doing really driving innovation? Or is it a band-aid on a gushing wound of educational inequity?