I’ve had a couple of friends grace my classrooms over the last couple of months.
Yesterday, my good friend, who’s on vacay down here in Miami, came and spit that TRUTH on my class. She’s such a beautiful soul. The sun has blessed her skin with the darkest, purest shade of brown that I’ve ever seen. Her confidence and intellect command respect. I have the biggest girl crush on her! Is it obvious?
Anyway, she spoke to my class for like an hour and no one even noticed. When she first entered the room, I could tell that the students weren’t sure how to take her eclectic, Bohemian fashion and her locs. South Florida is NOT Brooklyn. Whispering. Little giggles.
She started out asking them what their core values are and linked that to her main point that one’s values guides and shapes the future. She shared her education (International Affairs @ Georgetown and MSW at Columbia), career (social worker in the juvenile justice system working at an alternative to detention agency) and how her values of dignity for all peoples has led her to advocate for various issues, such as police brutality.
She dropped knowledge on the students like:
Her: “Why do you all think that the kids I work with are so violent and act out in the way that they do?”
Students said things like single parents not having enough time to raise them (Gov. Romney is not the only one making this correlation) and they are trying to fit in with the ‘cool’ kids, etc.
Her: “Well, you all have heard of trauma, right? Trauma is something that leaves a scar. Have you heard of the idea of historical trauma? And how events can happen to our ancestors that have effects that trickle down through families? Do you think that when the slaves had their children taken from them and enslaved children watched their family members die that they had time to work all of that trauma out in therapy? NO. Historical trauma is real and we feel the effects today.”