Politics and Civil Unrest in America (You can run, but you can’t hide)
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My writing is influenced by my childhood experiences, my struggles to parent Black children in the city where George Floyd was killed, and my 25 years as an American Studies professor.
I went to Kindergarten in 1974. I was simultaneously filled with anticipation and trepidation. I was excited because I had a secret: I already knew how to read. I was nervous because going to school seemed dangerous; the evening news showed the windows of yellow school busses being smashed with bricks by White PTA Moms. How could this be? I grew up outside of Boston, MA, and I was watching White resistance to forced bussing.
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