I never wondered who these enslaved people were and what their lives were like. They were just a part of the church and community history, like the fingerprints in the church bricks.
This is the day we honor Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. here in the United States, so it seems an appropriate time for me to get back to my racism series. I taught at a new high school in Year Five of my 23-year high school teaching career. This school was a consolidation of two … Continue reading Considering My Own Racism: The biggest lesson I learned from some of my high school students
Many of you know that each year around January 1st I choose a word for my year. I was inspired by the Abbey of the Arts and the process suggested here. A former student who has made it a practice to choose a word for her year in January asked via Facebook message if I … Continue reading Floating to find a word for my new decade
This week my life's clock will tick into a new decade. I'll be 60. No longer can I try to claim that I'm "middle aged." I'm obviously much closer to the end than the middle. So what have I learned in these 60 years? What would I tell my younger self to help make her … Continue reading At 60: Six things I’d tell my younger self
I left law in the summer of 1985 to become a high school English teacher. When people would ask where I was going to teach, I told them, "Rossville High." More than once I received the reply, "They have a lot of blacks there." The way that comment was delivered was a kind of judgment … Continue reading Considering My Own Racism: My beginning years as a high school teacher
I'm continuing my chronological look at the racism in my past thoughts and reactions - and I now have arrived at my law school and assistant district attorney years. That was only five years for me. Three in law school, and two as an assistant D.A. I discovered that law just did not suit my … Continue reading Considering My Own Racism: My Law Years
I don't remember very much having to do with race during my college time, and those few memories are from my freshman and sophomore years. My last two years were almost completely "white." I attended Georgia College (now Georgia College and State University) from fall of 1976 through spring of 1980. Of the predominately white … Continue reading Considering My Own Racism: My College Years