Throughout the book
Between the World and Me, Ta-Nehisi Coates pulls on the heart as he brings to view problems that have faced society, that are currently facing society, and will continue to face society in connection to the oppression of minorities (in this case, black minorities). As I read this book, I tried not to take personal offense. Ta-Nehisi Coates is writing to his son of the reality of the world, hitting on every point of injustice and wrong white individuals have done to enslave and take ownership of the black body. I felt uncomfortable reading this book within the first couple of pages. I felt like a finger was being pointed at the white
privileged Americans...and I couldn't respond, defend, or deny what was being said. It's hard to hear that the perfect Dream that you have always longed for is a sign of arrogance, your inability or lack of desire to understand what this Dream may mean to others.
Hegemony is ever present as Coates helps us understand it is Dream with a capital "D". The American society has adopted these "big house with a white picket fence" ideas. It has become part of the american culture, so to speak. However, not everyone yearns for this Dream. Coates fears his son accepting this Dream and writes this book in an effort to bring things to light which cannot be brought about in any other way because people don't talk about it like they should.
"The writer...must be wary of every Dream and every nation, even his own nation. Perhaps his own nation more than any other, precisely because it was his own" (Coates, p. 53)
I was ashamed of my white privilege. I constantly found myself seeking for further understanding, almost questioning what Coates was saying. "Are you sure that's the case?" or "Am I that obvious? or "Are you exaggerating the situation because of your personal experiences?". The Dream blinds the eyes of those who are privileged. Even though I have this desire to understand more about how society is doing wrong, my own privilege impedes me from ever truly understanding as does Coates. Then the disruption came of whether I would be willing to sacrifice all my privileges to know. This is the white privilege we've taken possession of:
"They were utterly fearless. I did not understand it until I looked out on the street. That was where I saw white parents pushing double-wide strollers down gentrifying Harlem boulevards in T-shirts and jogging shorts. Or I saw them lost in conversation with each other, mother and father, while their sons commanded entire sidewalks with their tricycles. The galaxy belonged to them, and as terror was communicated to our children, I saw mastery communicated to theirs" (Coates, p. 89)
My own body cringed and was so disturbed every time he used the term "body". I have grown up hearing how my body is sacred, how I must take care of my body, etc. I couldn't quite put myself in the shoes of Malcom, or Prince Jones, or Michael Brown. Coates paints his own personal struggle with wanting to seize hold of his body but feeling it is constantly under the power of someone else. Or when he describes the aggression of parents taken out on their black children stating that it would be better that they were beat by their parents than letting someone else take their child's body. In my mind, I could have stated this as a stereotype of black individuals as just being more aggressive. This was a personal example of
passive racism. I feel ashamed to have ever thought that. I'm embarrassed to even state that in this reflection. My mind immediately turned to begging for forgiveness. Not to some being on this earth, but to a more Supreme being. How many other stereotypes were still existent in my mind? I cannot express gratitude for principles I have learned through this book and this class. Though I am not perfect in my application, it is something I will continue to apply as I move into my years as a teacher.
It was interesting to look for parallels with things we have been discussing in class this semester. I've included some terms above, but there are two others I wanted to present. In his book, Coates shares an experience of walking around in the city and a woman shoved his son. Although on the surface it may not have seemed like an act of racism, there should be further examination. This is what we would call
stealth racism.
"Had I informed this woman that when she pushed my son, she was acting according to a tradition that held black bodies as lesser, her response would likely have been, "I am not a racist." Or maybe not. But my experience in this world has been that the people who believe themselves to be white are obsessed with the politics of personal exoneration. And the word racist, to them, conjures, if not a tobacco-spitting oaf, then something just as fantastic--an orc, troll, or gorgon" (Coates, p. 97)
Grit Ideology is evident as the greater gets to know the life of Dr. Mable Jones. We learn of her hard work and pure determination to be a doctor. With this ideology, we are taught that if you try a little harder, you will succeed. If you "put some dirt on it", then it won't seem so bad. All of her hard work and determination cannot, however, take away the pain and barrier that she faced with the death of her son, Prince Jones.
For the Future Classroom:
I think of Ta-Nehisi Coates love for the Mecca as I respond to the changes I wish to make in my future classroom. I remember the story of the girl with dreads, who in loving care takes care of him when he had the major headache. Coates response to her care was simple:
"Love could be soft and understanding; that, soft or hard, love was an act of heroism" (Coates, p. 61)
What truly made it so that Coates could feel so comfortable at Howard University? The open expression of self was every where. Students could be themselves without fear. Coates could be himself and love that part of himself. I want to create this environment of safety and comfort in the classroom. Coates didn't talk too much about his schooling in his book, but we can know it was lacking something as Coates was drawn so strongly to Howard University. After reading this book, I want to be more aware of what happens in the classroom. Just keeping an eye out for signs of racism is not enough. A teacher should look for opportunities to create equity in the classroom. Sometimes that may be a simple compliment or a statement of "Wow, I like how "so-and-so" did this assignment!". This reassurance can go far. Students will model much of what they learn in the classroom.
Coates also mentioned the lack of inclusion of the history of blacks in his childhood. "We were black, beyond the visible spectrum, beyond civilization. Our history was inferior because we were inferior, which is to say our bodies were inferior" (p. 43-4). I realized that I'm not exactly sure how, but I plan to include more of the correct truth of all aspects of history. We've talked about this as a class. How will I find out what my students should be learning? I'm not sure. Maybe it will be in me researching for extra hours to make sure I have correct information. I can bring in guest speakers of different cultures and races to educate my class. Speakers like Ta-Hehisi Coates. This seems like a daunting task. These are just some starting ideas for where I want to go!
Work Cited:
Coates, T. (2015)
Between the World and Me. New York City, NY. Spiegel & Grau.