“I’d like to see you as a Black woman,” is what a student said to me after class last week. I was thrown. What?! That ranks up there with the strangest student comments I have ever received. I mean, I’d kinda like to know what I might look like as a Black woman, too (please … Continue reading
I have written about white privilege before, and I am sure I will write about it again and again. It’s a hard topic to understand, especially if you’re a white person who grew up in a middle class family and always considered your other (mostly white) better-off friends to be the privileged ones while you … Continue reading
Dear Trayvon, I never knew you and I never will, but I feel like I knew you. From all I have read about the person you were before you were murdered by George Zimmerman on February 26, 2012, you sound like many of students I taught here in Brooklyn, New York. Your story could have … Continue reading
White privilege is a very hard concept for many White folks to get. It was hard for me, too. For years and years as a young adult, I refused to believe that the color of my skin had privileged me. I felt the opposite of privileged–I felt my life had been one freakin’ long-ass struggle: … Continue reading
