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    What is it Like to Teach Black Students?

    by Christopher Jackson

    Until recently I taught at a predominantly
    black high school in a southeastern
    state.

    The mainstream press gives a hint of
    what conditions are like in black schools,
    but only a hint. Expressions journalists
    use like “chaotic” or “poor learning
    environment” or “lack of discipline” do
    not capture what really happens. There
    is nothing like the day-to-day experience
    of teaching black children and that is
    what I will try to convey.

    One of the most immediately striking
    things about my students was that they
    were loud. They had little conception of
    ordinary decorum. It was not unusual
    for five students to be screaming at
    me at once.

    It did no good to try to quiet them and
    white women were particularly inept at
    trying. I sat in on one woman’s class as
    she begged the children to pipe down.
    They just yelled louder so their voices
    would carry over hers.

    They seemed
    to have no conception of waiting for
    an appropriate time to say something.
    They would get ideas in their heads and
    simply had to shout them out. I might be
    leading a discussion on government and
    suddenly be interrupted: “We gotta get
    more Democrats! Clinton, she good!”
    The student may seem content with that
    outburst but two minutes later, he would
    suddenly start yelling again: “Clinton
    good!”

    Anyone who is around young blacks
    will probably get a constant diet of rap music.
    Blacks often make up their own jingles,
    and it was not uncommon for 15
    boys to swagger into a classroom,
    bouncing their shoulders and jiving back.

    They were yelling back and forth, rapping 15 different sets of
    words in the same harsh, rasping dialect.
    The words were almost invariably
    a childish form of boasting: “Who got
    dem shine rim, who got dem shine shoe,
    who got dem shine grill (gold and silver
    dental caps)?” The amateur rapper usually
    ends with a claim—in the crudest
    terms imaginable—that all womankind
    is sexually devoted to him. For whatever
    reason, my students would often groan
    instead of saying a particular word, as in,
    “She suck dat aaahhhh (think of a long
    grinding groan), she f**k dat aaaahhhh,
    she lick dat aaaahhh.”

    So many black girls dance in the hall, in the classroom,
    on the chairs, next to the chairs, under
    the chairs, everywhere. Once I took a
    call on my cell phone and had to step
    outside of class. I was away about two
    minutes but when I got back, the
    girls had lined up at the front of the
    classroom and were convulsing to the
    delight of the boys.

    Many black people, especially
    women, are enormously fat. Some are
    so fat I had to arrange special seating to
    accommodate their bulk. I am not saying
    there are no fat white students—there
    are—but it is a matter of numbers and
    attitudes. Many black girls simply do not
    care that they are fat. There are plenty
    of white anorexics, but I have never met
    or heard of a black anorexic.

    “Black women be big Mr. Jackson,”
    my students would explain.

    “Is it okay in the black community to
    be a little overweight?” I ask.
    Two obese girls in front of
    my desk begin to dance, “You know
    dem boys lak juicy fruit, Mr. Jackson.”
    “Juicy” is a colorful black expression
    for the buttocks.

    Blacks, on average, are the most directly critical
    people I have ever met: “Dat shirt stupid.
    Yo’ kid a bastard. Yo’ lips big.” Unlike
    whites, who tread gingerly around the
    subject of race, they can be brutally to
    the point. Once I needed to send a student
    to the office to deliver a message. I
    asked for volunteers, and suddenly you
    would think my classroom was a bastion
    of civic engagement. Thirty dark hands
    shot into the air. My students loved to
    leave the classroom and slack off, even
    if just for a few minutes, away from the
    eye of white authority. I picked a light-skinned
    boy to deliver the message. One
    very black student was indignant: “You
    pick da half-breed.” And immediately
    other blacks take up the cry, and half
    a dozen mouths are screaming, “He
    half-breed.”

    For decades, the country has been
    lamenting the poor academic performance
    of blacks and there is much to
    lament. There is no question, however,
    that many blacks come to school with a
    serious handicap that is not their fault.
    At home they have learned a dialect that
    is almost a different language. Blacks
    not only mispronounce words; their
    grammar is often wrong. When a black
    wants to ask, “Where is the bathroom?”
    he may actually say “Whar da badroom
    be?” Grammatically, this is the equivalent
    of “Where the bathroom is?” And
    this is the way they speak in high school.
    Students write the way they speak, so
    this is the language that shows up in
    written assignments.

    It is true that some whites face a
    similar handicap. They speak with
    what I would call a “country” accent
    that is hard to reproduce but results in
    sentences such as “I’m gonna gemme
    a Coke.” Some of these country whites
    had to learn correct pronunciation and
    usage. The difference is that most whites
    overcome this handicap and learn to
    speak correctly; many blacks do not.

    Most of the blacks I taught simply
    had no interest in academic subjects. I
    taught history, and students would often
    say they didn’t want to do an assignment
    or they didn’t like history because it was
    all about white people. Of course, this
    was “diversity” history, in which every
    cowboy’s black cook got a special page
    on how he contributed to winning the
    West, but black children still found it
    inadequate. So I would throw up my
    hands and assign them a project on a
    real, historical black person. My favorite
    was Marcus Garvey. They had never
    heard of him, and I would tell them to
    research him, but they never did. They
    didn’t care and they didn’t want to do
    any work.

    Anyone who teaches blacks soon
    learns that they have a completely different
    view of government from whites.
    Once I decided to fill 25 minutes by
    having students write about one thing
    the government should do to improve
    America. I gave this question to three
    classes totaling about 100 students,
    approximately 80 of whom were black.
    My white students came back with
    generally “conservative” ideas. “We
    need to cut off people who don’t work,”
    was the most common suggestion.
    Nearly every black gave a variation on
    the theme of “We need more government
    services.”

    My students had only the vaguest
    notion of who pays for government
    services. For them, it was like a magical
    piggy bank that never goes empty. One
    black girl was exhorting the class on
    the need for more social services and I
    kept trying to explain that people, real
    live people, are taxed for the money to
    pay for those services. “Yeah, it come
    from whites,” she finally said. “They
    stingy anyway.”

    “Many black people make over
    $50,000 dollars a year and you would
    also be taking away from your own
    people,” I said.

    She had an answer to that: “Dey
    half breed.” The class agreed. I let the
    subject drop.

    Many black girls are perfectly happy
    to be welfare queens. On career day, one
    girl explained to the class that she was
    going to have lots of children and get fat
    checks from the government. No one in
    the class seemed to have any objection
    to this career choice.

    Surprising attitudes can come out in
    class discussion. We were talking about
    the crimes committed in the aftermath of
    Hurricane Katrina, and I brought up the
    rape of a young girl in the bathroom of
    the Superdome. A majority of my students
    believed this was a horrible crime
    but a few took it lightly. One black boy
    spoke up without raising his hand: “Dat
    no big deal. They thought they is gonna
    die so they figured they have some fun.
    Dey jus’ wanna have a fun time; you
    know what I’m sayin’?” A few black
    heads nodded in agreement.

    My department head once asked all
    the teachers to get a response from all
    students to the following question: “Do
    you think it is okay to break the law if it
    will benefit you greatly?” By then, I had
    been teaching for a while and was not
    surprised by answers that left a young,
    liberal, white woman colleague aghast.
    “Yeah” was the favorite answer. As one
    student explained, “Get dat green.”

    There is a level of conformity among
    blacks that whites would find hard to
    believe. They like one kind
    of music: rap. They will
    vote for one political party:
    Democrat. They dance
    one way, speak one way,
    are loud the same way,
    and fail their exams in the
    same way. Of course, there
    are exceptions but they
    are rare.

    Whites are different.
    Some like country music,
    others heavy metal, some
    prefer pop, and still others,
    God forbid, enjoy rap music. They have
    different associations, groups, almost
    ideologies. There are jocks, nerds,
    preppies, and hunters. Blacks are all—
    well—black, and they are quick to let
    other blacks know when they deviate
    from the norm.

    One might object that there are important
    group differences among blacks that a white man simply cannot detect. I
    have done my best to find them, but so
    far as I can tell, they dress the same, talk
    the same, think the same. Certainly, they
    form rival groups, but the groups are not
    different in any discernible way. There
    simply are no groups of blacks that are
    as distinctly different from each other
    as white “nerds,” “hunters,” or “Goths,”
    for example.

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    LOL got damn.

    I don't know from anyone elses perspective, but i come from a town AND state with a black percent of 3% or lower. So generally i'm not around black people at all, unless i see them on tv, or go to a different state. The blacks we have here some will imitate the gangster/southern neegra, but other then that they are civilized and educated.

    According to this the guy/girl actually came in with a mindset towards whites, although he disquised it quite well to make it seem like he was treating them equally.

    Unfortuantly he hit the nail on the head from what i've been told from people who DO live near black communitys. The fact they try and put their "hardships and race" on you pisses me off. When they blantanly take advantage of it and use it to bend their ways around to get an easy route in life.

    cbf the black women "Juicy" god damn just cause their anotomy generally has bigger asses doesnt mean we want it. GOD DAMMIT. WE DONT WANT YOUR FAT ASSES, YOU WIDE NOSED NEGRO.

    The fact we spew insults at them is because they practically insult themselves tbh. We just aid in it to piss them off. I don't think we are really racist, moreso just making them angry, using their race as a factor of anger, to get on their bad sides.
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    lucky you. Beaumont is 45% black and 46% white. This guy was dead on, they still act like this in college too. whats worse is that you get people hanging out at the school from the shit part of town who dont even go to school there. we've had several guns pulled and have atleast 10 rapes a year. hell some girl got raped in the Library stair well last semester. bunch of god damn animals if you ask me.
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    I can even remember the few black kids I went to school with in 4th grade acting all 'buckwild' and such. It really is depressing to live amongst Fellows; glad I'll never actually live in the city of St. Louis, I think I'd kill myself...Unless they got to me first.

    Quote Originally Posted by chaos [gv
    this wasnt even a war this was a disgrace,we outnumbered them and still lost.
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    man i cant stand Fellows.


    there are few good ones out there that are tolerable. but damn theyre all like mindless animals shit!!

    i have about 2 decent black friends :|

    theyre not the typical dumbass saggin their pants thug like Fellows either.

    theyre some legit people

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    I LIKE WHITE PEOPLE
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    the greatest Fellows

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    Quote Originally Posted by DarkSpoon View Post
    lucky you. Beaumont is 45% black and 46% white. This guy was dead on, they still act like this in college too.
    Worst thing is you know those fuckers are only in there because of various equal rights laws, which really gives them a free pass that should have been earned by someone worthy of being there.

    IMVHO, there are black people and then there are Fellows. These, my dear friends, are Fellows. They know it - they call each other it. Just because I'm white doesn't make me oblivious to the fact that they're probably the most racist people you could ever meet and by far some of the most pathetic. This is part of why I don't like the idea of universal healthcare ... these fuckbags will be shitting out babies faster than they already do and we have to pay for it. There will be no tiered system for people who are healthy vs people who are fucking pathetic rednecks and Fellows who have no prospect of a future nor a desire to do much of anything besides fuck everything around them (inanimate or not) and spread their idiocracies.

    ...but this article made me laugh pretty fucking good. Goddamn morons. Waste of educational monies IMO.

    "ill give ur mom the short end of the stick " - Destruction
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    Quote Originally Posted by Deadly View Post
    I LIKE WHITE PEOPLE
    SHUT THE FUCK UP AND CUT THE GRASS.
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    I think my favorite comment someone left on that page was:

    "Sub-Saharan Africans never developed writing or even the wheel. There is no tradition of book learning or of abstract, high-level thinking. The closest might be some madrassas in Muslim areas. Out of a billion people you'll find a few bright ones just as you'll find a few Germans with rhythmn. But Africans left to their own devices do not create, or even maintain, civilization as we know it."

    Quote Originally Posted by chaos [gv
    this wasnt even a war this was a disgrace,we outnumbered them and still lost.
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