Black History will never be Gone
- Mr. L
- Feb 11
- 2 min read
Updated: Feb 12
For as long as I can remember there has been a pervasive slogan told to many black students: "You have to work twice as hard, to get half as much as the other kids." Although I saw that as a rallying cry, as an adult I see that phrase as a way of framing difficult tasks ahead. Race matters, more so now than any other time in the last 30 years. The culture of hard work that phrase evoked, framing all my struggles as part of who I am, has made me think long and hard about what I represent in the classrooms that I show up for.

With Black history being removed from classrooms, (https://www.quorum.us/spreadsheet/external/KBYQbCxNgAheAgQCtQZC/)
there is a large disservice being committed; not only for Black students but for the whole student body. I believe that education is about balance, weighing your hypothesis with the evidence provided by textbooks, articles, novels, and lived experience. When voices are removed from the curriculum, we are no longer calling it education but a one-sided commercial, for lack of a better term. I imagine a future where students are allowed to ask questions, questions that pertain to their identity; to students' curiosity about how we got where we are now. The inventions, the civil rights battles, Black Panthers, the writers, and figures known the world over for their courageous feats that have echoed into eternity.
Regardless of the omissions in the classroom the people outside of the classroom have made their voices heard: https://www.edweek.org/teaching-learning/many-states-are-limiting-how-schools-can-teach-about-race-most-voters-disagree/2023/10
Think deeply about the removal of a whole section of your education, your ingroup. Education is like an ecosystem; where misty knowledge of math feeds the vines of logic. Knowing what lies on the other side of the bridge that divides us can help us understand and appreciate our cultural differences.
Having taken a recent trip to India, Singapore, and Thailand the cultural richness of these places gave me a better understanding of why cultural celebrations are maintained. Temples, language, even mannerisms are so deeply understood that they are taken for granted. As a BCBA that works in some people's homes, I have an everlasting curiosity when it comes to accepted customs, unspoken rules that dictate expectations. This allowed me to develop a layered personality and set of rules in my own household. Pictures of ancestors long passed, remind me of where I come from and who I am representing in this day and age. Remembering who we were, will help us build a greater homage to who we want to become.
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