A child cannot be taught by anyone who despises them
And a child cannot afford to be fooled
James Baldwin
So when I answered the calling as Mr. DeVaul
I was all-in
Brought in my almond-skinned melanin blend
One of my first lessons
Know thyself and
Embrace your complexion
It remains true that
Love doesn’t have a specific hue
But the current administration is axing
Critical Race Theory from schools
Actively dismantling the institution
Of education
So with no context of the shoe on the other foot
Can’t fathom feet with no shoes
Asserting blackness in white-dominated spaces
Gets misconstrued
As reverse racism
There’s a fine line between
Being the face of detention
And the pipeline to wasting away in prison
So as I address the class front and center
I’m reminded of Mr. Timmer
A white man tasked with teaching Black literature to
“n-word”
“Say it!” I dared
He couldn’t, scared
“It’s in the text, read it!”
He wouldn’t
Censored
“See, this what I mean!”
At the age of 16
Rather risk it
Than have my history retwisted
And distributed by a pale skin
A little over 20% of all teachers are male
And less than 2% of all teachers are black males
Sin
So who’s supposed to shoulder the fail?
Who’s supposed to show the young black kid
With no positive role models how to set sail?
When the system hasn’t equipped them with the right ship
I use my experiences as a vehicle
My background
Music to be grooved with
The trap sound ain’t too far removed
From the tunes
I grew with
Y’all got G Herbo and Durkio
We had Crucial Conflict and Newsense
So when I stand in front of the class
And my students say, “Mr. DeVaul, you the coolest!”
I know embedded in the lesson plans
Is the way I stand
My shoes, fit
Ankh necklace
Fly AF, check it
My luggage carried with me on the plane
My language even code-switched is the same
It still reaches deeper
Hits both heart and home
Studies found that black students
Being assigned a black teacher
Increased scores in math and reading
While also
Decreasing chronic absenteeism
Higher engagement
Better relations
A beautiful portrait painted of achievement
Across the board
Black men
We can’t ignore
The attack on the cord to ancestor lore
Children cannot afford to be fooled
One of my students stared at me in confusion
When he saw my collegiate hoodie
Couldn’t believe it
I said “You sound like the white kids on campus!”
He replied quick “I’m sorry,
I just never knew anybody that went Stanford!”
Representation matters
Gained a reputation for being pan-African
Children cannot afford
To be fooled
Black men know
You are needed
In the schools





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