Everyday I'm Reminded...
Everyday I walk into my school building and I am reminded that I am Black. Not that I don’t know or recognize my Blackness, it’s that what I see, hear, and experience reminds me constantly that I am Black in a white space. I’m reminded that I am a Black woman, a mother of a Black girl and Black boy, a Black educator, a Black teacher leader, a Black Person. Everyday I see and feel what goes on through each one of these lenses and my identities intersect into one. What you are about to read is just one story of many about being a Black educator in a mostly white space. This story has haunted me since the day it happened and I’m ready to write it and move forward. I’ve worked for the past 18 years for the same school district. My district is considered wealthy and our student body is growing to be a rich representation of our global world. The teaching staff and administration still remains primarily white, 96% white. Over the summer of 2020 our IBPOC students led a social media moveme