Ignorance Unveiled

I reflect on the difficulty it is to express in words

How I felt, how I feel, how I think about this course

Confusion.

Discomfort.

Reconsideration.

Reflection.

Hope.

Am I really a racist?

Am I considerate of others?

Does my white privilege get in the way?

Am I working towards understanding my own ignorance

Or do I simply just stay unchanged?

My beliefs, my virtues, my thoughts

should never detract from the worth of a soul

Yet how would I achieve equity in a classroom

when that same worth is being questioned on multiple faces.

The act of opening one's eyes to the problems requires sacrifice:

Of pride, of ignorance.

Requires an action but not just any act

Yes, an act of rebellion to unjust social norms

How to show acceptance?

How to focus on the "one"?

My students must become my objective.

My students are my objective.

Their comfort is my comfort

Their progress is my progress

Their personal culture has been learned, experienced.

Has it become my experience? Have I learned?

I fear the difficulty this task will require

How to change a system in place?

Where to start?

Yet I hope for change.

I can change.

I can start.

The teacher has influence.

I have influence.

I cannot afford to be ignorant. No deficits.

I must learn to acknowledge what is hidden to many.

I become a model.

I become aware.

I include.

I inform.