WE ARE African American Educators,

We are African American teachers, women, men, mothers , fathers, sisters , brothers , daughters and sons….

We have followed all rules, dotted every eye and crossed every T in vain. We have gone to institutions of higher knowledge to acquire information to share with our community. We have overcome every obstacle only to find that everything we have accumulated has been violently ripped from our hands and softly placed in the hands of those who have come to sit upon our pedestals. Others of other races , who are undeserving of our place, now teach our children the lessons that we once mastered.

We are the new Rosewood, the New Tulsa , the wish of Arne Duncan’s, another Hurricane Katrina. A collection or broken and shattered dreams haunt us. Our faith in a system that was supposed to be fair and just completely eroded like sawdust blowing in the wind. Our dreams fading , our vibrant colors diminished to a pale existence of faded hues. Our hopes dying and confiscated by those who once were the keepers of our bodies and are now the keepers of our people’s minds.

Yes, we are the African American Teachers, once believing in a nation that would rise up to it’s creeds and constitution. Only to find ourselves in the facing the same obstacles that our grandparents ,who fled the South during the Great Migration endured. We struggle to afford to live in gentrified inner cities , filled with promises that are so very allusive and that doesn’t embrace our culture or include us.

We are Atlanta teachers, we have been reduced to petty insignificant crimes where the greatest punishment has been doled out to us for the slightest offense.

We are kin to the same mass incarcerations and criminalizations that are brothers and sisters experience in the prison industrial complex. Both exacting and experiencing the raft of White Supremacy. We are the inheritance of the legacy of the New Jim Crow.

It’s 2017 but our historical memories still taunt us , they follow us relentlessly and surprise us daily as we struggle to comprehend, how we have been left only with a Dream Deferred.

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