When There are No Solutions…
So what happens now?
..this is a legacy we’ll have to fight for and a legacy worth fighting for… and it is confoundingly frustrating that some of our “own people” are part of those who are trying to dismantle it.
… in remembering all He has done for me, I will give Him all the Glory…and I won’t complain.
The current fight for our public schools is much larger than a siloed education issue, and more complex than the simplistic framing its received in the media thus far.
To be sure, on the surface 2021 looks much like any other year in Camden City Schools. But I do know, however, that our educators’ fuse is getting progressively shorter in response to such protracted fights to simply exist, and the prolonged disrespect from our superintendent which can potentially make 2021 pretty interesting after all.
Only now, Commissioner Repollet is gone, and few people really know what’s fact from fiction when the superintendent is speaking.
What has been missing: District leadership that believes that enough to defend, protect, promote, and cultivate our beautiful schools.
I, naively it seemed, believed there was no way educators charged with educating children and cultivating spirits of acceptance, tolerance, and cooperation could ever vote for such a deviant like Trump. Apparently, I was wrong.
Not unlike many younger Black men specifically, some peers whom I hold in high regard, have rightfully taken (America’s portrayal of) Christianity to task as being the “white man’s religion”, with questions emerging pertaining to how could I, a Black man, worship the same religion white slave masters, who brutalized our ancestors for centuries, used to excuse their atrocities as well as justify their actions in doing so? Numerous such conversations occurred over the years, and so, this is my attempt to summarily address such queries that I know I am not alone in having to grapple with in rationalizing, as well as in answering.
…Remembering Hope in reflecting on my child’s and Camden Students’ educational journey