Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Advice to my Daughters


I wrote this in November 2011.  Its not a Theresa Story, but I love it any way.




  1. Jesus is[was]n't a Christian because he is[was]n't cocky.
  2. Sometimes motherhood is all the greeting cards say it is. Most of the time it's the  special topping to the suck salad that's adulthood.
  3. A baby is 18 years; herpes is forever.
  4. No he won't.
  5. no he doesn't
  6. yes he would
  7. There's an app for that
  8. Fuck (th)em/him/her/it!
  9. een is a word; a contraction to be exact.
  10. You are smart, just not like me.
  11. You don't have the mother I had; don't fuck up!
  12. I'm not saying which one, but one of you should go to community college and marry a good husband.
  13. same shit; different toilet (or same poop different potty)
  14. it never gets better.
  15. I often find that the most vehement the denial that a perspective, opposition, or support is based on race the more deeply entrenched race is within the issue.

I'll add to these as I come up with more.  I may may this a blog called Advice to My Daughters...and Son



I Have no Words...because I'm not Allowed To



Last night I received a text message. "Diary of a first year Teacher. Look it up".  I looked up the title and found a blog written by an anonymous 22 year old white teacher in the Mississippi Delta.  In the blog she writes of an experience teaching about Dr. Martin Luther King at an all-black school in a part of the United States that always has been and always will be segregated, my birthplace, the Mississippi Delta.  The top comment on the bottom of the page was from a young man from Louisiana who "attended" college. 
the elephant in the living room:
"When a majority of parents refuse to require their kids to behave and do their work in school, those students drag down the standards for the whole school. Disruptive behavior dominates the classroom. It becomes harder and harder for the serious students to actually learn anything, or get any work done. The parents of those students are left with no choice but to remove their children from bad schools."

This young man was the top commenter and legions of white non-Deltans rallied to agree with him. The problem was that it was inaccurate and inconsistent with history. I replied:
 "I am from the Delta.  I was born, raised, and educated there.  The majority of my classmates graduated and moved away. In fact 22,000 African Americans between the age of 18 and 35 left over the 2000-2010 Census decade.  When I was growing up white students went to college to get better jobs.  Black students went to college to leave.  The exodus of over 20000 African Americans along with the decline in manufacturing left the Mississippi Delta impoverished.  However, before the region was in the shape it was in now, there were strong black families and good public schools.  The schools were black because white people never have sent their children to the public schools there.  Even in districts where the quality of public education exceeds that of private education, white Mississippians elect to send their children to white flight academies.  You can't remove students from schools they never attended."

I allowed the comment to stay up for about an hour and then I deleted it.  I deleted it because it had been made aware to me that people from work watch my Facebook page.  Rather than being called into my boss's office for posting racially charged material I deleted my very accurate post and went to bed.  This morning I walked past the neighboring office complete with pictures of her heroes, Colin Powell, Ronald Reagan, and Audrey Hepburn.  I wondered what the reaction would be if I were to put up pictures of Michelle Obama, Nia Long, and Angela Davis.  But all I can do is wonder.  African American women experience a spiral of silence at work.  While white employees are allowed to vent about low job satisfaction and celebrate their political affiliation African Americans typically hold all complaints and political beliefs in until they are safely among other African Americans or until they go home.  Racialized normative workplace feeling rules must be obeyed.  There is an interaction order after all.  The compound effect of this has caused me (one of the few educated professionals from my class remaining in the state) to seek employment and life away from Mississippi.