@ChangeTheGame
“I also want to obliterate any achievement gaps among URMs so that racial preferences in college admissions becomes a moot point.”
What a great goal to have. I share that goal with you…and not only among URMs but for all American children, including the ORM’s that are born into poverty. All American children should have access to a strong education, not just those born into the right zip code.
As it relates to some white people being scared to stay in communities that are becoming too diverse, I have an interesting story.
I already explained that my community growing up was very diverse and middle class. About 40% black. The community I live in now is about 11% black and has been that way for the 20 years that I have lived here. Not very diverse in my opinion, but ca lot more diverse than some of the neighboring towns (some almost all white, some almost all black…welcome to NJ!).
Anyway, when my first daughter was born I was in a playgroup with some other moms from the area. One of them grew up in the town we live in now. Since the day I met her she and her husband were trying to raise the money to get out. Their main motivation was schools which she often described with disgust as being at least half black, if not more. This was obviously an issue for her. She claimed that it was the same way when she went through the schools and she didn’t want that for her children.
So this made my blood boil and I was determined to prove her wrong.
So I went to the library and I found her high school yearbook, as well as a more current yearbook. I counted the pictures of the graduating seniors in both yearbooks. Sure enough, I was right and both classes were about 13% black (so slightly higher than the numbers published…probably because some kids end up going to private high schools). So I guess having a little more than 1 out of 10 students being black somehow equated to “half” black to her…regardless, she thought there were way too many blacks for her to subject her kids to.
I couldn’t wait until our next play group to tell her what I found. I had no shame.
Needless to say, we have lost touch. She and her husband ended up moving to a really expensive town but living in a neighborhood referred to as the “guinea gulch” or something like that…a neighborhood with a derogatory connotation…an insult to Italians, obviously, which she and I both are. I often wonder if she thinks the move was worth it.
I’m not saying anything would have turned out differently had she not moved, but I find it a little ironic that my kids ended up at far superior colleges to her kids (I have run into her over the years because she ended up bringing her kids back to our area for gymnastics and other activities, that alone is ironic if you ask me). My oldest was 7th in her class, scholar athlete, and ended up at a great school from which she is about to graduate and has a great job waiting for her. My second daughter was Valedictorian, went to an even better school and as a sophomore, already has an internship at a great firm that will likely lead to a great job as well. My son is following in their footsteps (we hope?). Most importantly, I feel like my kids are accepting and inclusive children. While I was exposed to more diversity than they were, they were exposed to enough of it that I believe they are openminded and inclusive. Like me, they are shocked by how closed minded some of their friends are at college…they feel badly for them to have grown up in a bubble and are grateful to have grown up in a community with diversity…not just racial diversity, but religious diversity as well.
As I have read through the recent posts about segregated schools (not by law(, this story kept popping into my mind so I thought I would share it.