I was a black boy at the height of the crack era, which meant that my instructors pitched education as the border between those who would prosper in America, and those who would be fed to the great hydra of prison, teenage pregnancy and murder. That impulse still reigns today, and compelled by a disturbing range of statistics, it is utterly understandable. But for me it meant seeing learning not as an act of work and romance, but as a kind of hustle, a series of trials in the long effort to get over.
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
"...when education is decoupled from curiosity"
Interesting mediation on the meaning of education from Ta-Nehisi Coates in today's New York Times:
Labels:
race,
why we educate
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