Saturday, July 12, 2014

"Save the Babies"!



Greetings All!
Today is a personal professional day for me!  I am catching up on reading, study materials and writing.  I would like to give a personal shout out to a "Warrior Educator" in New Orleans who is obviously grinding for the sake of our children errrrrrrrday!  I purchased a copy of his African-centered grammar book some months ago, and signed up for his blog/newsletters.  The amount of discipline, courage and self-love it takes for a brotha to use his African wisdom and Western education for the liberation of his people, particularly black children is simply impressive!  Not too many black people escape the brainwash beatings of a doctorate degree...so giving Brother/Dr. Samori Camara props is  well-deserved.Since I can be rather sporadic about updating my blog, I thought I might share this brotha's information in case you have yet to hear of him.

While Dr.Umar Johnson is making his philosophical imprint regarding special education and black boys, along with a campaign to open a school for them,  Brother/Dr. Samori Camara offers the tools and resources for teaching our children at home!  There is a great need for both, which is why I chose to mention these two brothers.  I do, however, lean more to the side of homeschooling because of its simplicity and village-like nature. Homeschooling forces family accountability and eliminates the need to collectively raise money...something black folks endlessly discuss or attempt.   Meanwhile, the children are still mis-educated, misdiagnosed and under-served!

Why wait to raise money and build structures to teach our children when we already have the fundamental resources to do so NOW?! Especially since, the home school movement has moved closer to the mainstream among people of color.  During the 90's, many people accused me of joining a cult and/or polygamist family after I left the Orleans Parish School System and opened a home-school in my upstairs apartment.  LOL! The truth is, I had simply been inspired by an elder who had retired from the school system and decided to teach in her home.  She called it the Math Place, so if anyone reading this happens to know how I might contact her, please inbox.  She made an impeccable impact on my life as a new teacher and I am grateful!  Sadly, I can not recall her name, but I remember how empowered she made me feel as an educator!  She even offered me a space in a building that one of her former students had promised to donate to her.  Unfortunately, my personal and professional life had gotten too complicated for me to pursue the offer and I relocated to Dallas to train as a Continental Airlines flight attendant instead.  Though I understand God/dess's reason for opening a door for me to change my personal situation, it is one of my very few regrets.  I refer to it as my "one that got away"!  Who knows?  It could have served as a model of learning for today's black independent thinkers and educators.

But like the African Sankofa symbol teaches, "it is not wrong to go back for that which you have forgotten". And so this brings me back (pun intended) to where I left off....a private day for sharpening my tools for independently educating our black children and recognizing those that put in the work to do so!