The longer I work in education, the more students I meet, all the stories I hear, the variances in pasts, presents, and futures that I witness, the more bitterness flows through my veins every morning as I recite this patriotic declaration.
Every morning I stand up in front of my students, with their brave, hopeful faces. Together we salute the flag, hands on hearts. When I say “with liberty and justice for all,” I feel my heart start pumping harder. A more honest, American motto would be “with liberty and justice for some.”
Over the next week, I will share some of my experiences working in impoverished schools in Los Angeles.