Nat Turner: ‘Dispear’

I say, “if you plot to revolt against your master, you gotta know dying is a possibility.”

The student says, “I don’t know. I might just wait. I mean that’s why there weren’t too many slave revolts in the first place.”

Happy Anniversary: Engage, Increase & Lead

Now we know, that you may have missed some of our dope work over the summer break, so before we drop some new ish on you and…because, well this was one hell of a summer. Let’s look back before we move forward.

Summer started off dope asf because Jay Z moved the culture by dropping his new album 4:44. We spent an entire week fawning over that piece of greatness. Have you subscribed to Tidal yet?

And then we honored our foremothers and forefathers with our celebration of Black August.

Finally we spent an emotional week dissecting the way the Cheeto in Chief moved hatred during the aftermath of Charlottesville.

A lot has happened.

Assata: She who struggles

By the end of my Freshmen year, I was a rebel, as Bob Marley sang, a soul rebel. I had a fire in my belly that was unstoppable. I had acquired all of this knowledge and had what I thought were all of these tools to restart the revolution.

What I hadn’t realized was that my view was totally distorted. I saw the world only through the eyes of Black men. I didn’t respect Black Women revolutionaries …because I didn’t know they existed.

Then one day, while at Barnes and Nobles while perusing the Black Panther section as I often did, I saw it.

In big red block lettering it said Assata. She was the only woman in the section. I slowly pulled the book off of the shelf and opened her up.

I’m in love with Mary Jane

Do you understand why I feel such a great sense of shame, now?

I never learned about Mama Bethune in my K-12 education. I hadn’t even learned about her in my college education and that’s three degrees worth of college education. Of course I had heard her name, but, I mean, I could identify her name. That’s it. I knew she was a Black Woman.
I spent so much of my career as a teacher being afraid to do what’s right for my students. I mean, I did the damn thing, thank goodness for my great principals, especially Ms. Tira Randall. But I always felt like I was being extra and I was annoying all my colleagues because I wanted to do something revolutionary.
And lastly, I battle with shame because I have big ideas for the future of education for Diasporic people and I’m constantly having to talk myself out of talking myself out of doing what I believe is true and necessary. And this woman, born of former slaves, 10 years out of slavery did all of the above.