Wednesday, February 5, 2020

February is African American History Month!



And just that quick, we were distracted!
Someone famous, perhaps important, met their demise a few days earlier, we're reeling, sorrowful, maybe devastated, for certain, 'vulnerable' so, now it's February...

A faint voice in the room blurts: “Squirrel!”

The current leader(s) of this great nation, has (have) had many of our country's citizens hearing 'Squirrel' for a better portion of 1,111 days now (as of February 5th, 2020) and there appears to be no sign of change in the near future!

So on this day I am in an English classroom full high school seniors and I hoping to have a meaningful discussion—perhaps something by Chinua Achebe—"Things Fall Apart” maybe?

Before I could say Jackie Robinson—“Squirrel”!

The ‘noise’ from the video assignment was hurting my brain!  “Toby, get the jug!” (You guessed right, Toby, the servant is a Black man!  The pain is excruciating)   Then the man died!  Right there at the dinner table, Emily lost her mind! 

Next class, things didn’t get much better with ramblings of ‘small animal torture legal protocol,’ iguana shoes and the like, then…yep, you know!

…So, tonight, I’m takin’ my wife to see ‘Harriett!’




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