Brown v. Board Gives Us Hope
By Cindy
Reitzi
June 2004
“We conclude that in the field of public
education, the doctrine of “separate but equal” has no place.
Separate educational facilities are inherently unequal.”
— Brown v. Board of Education
In May 17, 1954, the United States Supreme Court introduced one of
the first legal steps for racial equity in American education with its
Brown v. the Board of Education, Topeka, Kansas, ruling. Fifty
years later, Brown has not accomplished racial equity in public
education. That’s probably because the rest of society hasn’t
either; educational institutions reflect the society at large and its
values.
I'm privileged
to be in a profession that allows me to encounter the whole American
pie, not just one
slice of it. Our attempts to accomplish an educational mission
of excellence, equity, and inclusion are still a clumsy choreography
of small movements. |
Nonetheless, Brown is probably the first ruling to press American
public education to honor its obligation to true educational democracy:
equal access to opportunity and equal inclusion. The Brown decision
rippled through time and educational communities and called on us to
eventually desegregate, not just by race, but by ability, religion,
or any other signatures that distinguish us. With Brown, we in
public education were called upon not to exclude.
Ironically, a few years later in the early 1960s when I went to school,
this landmark ruling hardly affected me since I was educated in suburban
public schools with all white, all able-bodied, all Christian individuals.
As a child, I was not on the frontlines of busing battlegrounds; civil
rights were far away from my reality.
I came to college from the segregated suburbs, ignorant of great movements
before me or to come: ignorant of the civil rights movement, and a growing
women’s movement at a time when Madison had not yet grown into
its “urban-ness” in the 1970s. I arrived, rudderless and
working class, only knowing that I badly wanted a college education
– any education – and wondering whether I’d be welcomed
into the academic clubhouse. I came to teaching not as a crusader for
educational justice, convinced that I would change lives and liberate
students, but nonetheless, with the highly idealistic, clichéd
belief in the power of education to open doors of opportunity. I believed
unshakably that everyone had the right to access and that those doors
should never be shut in anyone’s face, denying them the privilege
of an education.
Despite my own mundane backdrop far away from racial politics, the
impact of Brown has quietly seeped into my consciousness and
changed me from within.
I found this out at least a decade ago when I visited a colleague’s
school. Once again, I stepped into a suburban school and felt a strange
sense of déjà vu. The school felt familiar, yet foreign
somehow. The atmosphere, although orderly, clean, and modern, felt vaguely
uncomfortable. The more I looked at students in the halls, the more
it registered: all the students were white. It looked as familiar to
me as my schools growing up in the 1960s, only in the 1990s. I had a
real sense of disconnection; as a teacher, I had grown so accustomed
to diverse groups of students, that an all-white school now seemed an
alien place.
I’m privileged to be in a profession that allows me to encounter
the whole American pie, not just one slice of it. Our attempts to accomplish
an educational mission of excellence, equity, and inclusion are still
a clumsy choreography of small movements. Some people are still skeptical.
After all, why is it important to stick us all together in the same
space when many students today just self-segregate in the cafeteria
anyway? I come from the segregated generation; I think there’s
a difference. I can only speak for myself, but I think it’s like
imprinting when you bond with a wide range of students. It’s a
lot harder to maintain particular prejudices about a group different
from yourself when real people you care about share a classroom for
50 minutes or more every day. I’m convinced that the only way
that happens is face to face. You can’t read it in a book, study
it from afar, or gather statistics to analyze it. It’s not that
kind of process. And until we really live in the same neighborhoods,
go to the same churches, make equal amounts of money, and have integrated
workplaces, the only place some people will have the opportunity to
meet and hopefully care about each other across class, race and gender
lines is in a public school.
Posted June 2, 2004