Friday, January 31, 2014

Witness to History: Everyday Revolutions and the Struggle for Justice @FairfieldU 2014 @YohuruWilliams

The legacy of Martin Luther King, Jr. continues to provide a vision for educators in the 21st Century. 
Dr. Yohuru Williams, Vision Award
"Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.” ~ MLK, Jr.
Since arriving to Fairfield University in 2011, I’ve sought academic mentors who are willing to model community activism - the men and women 'for others'  who pay attention to the world around them and who empower young people and their teachers through helping them to find a voice in the American landscape. For these reasons, I quickly learned of Dr. Yohuru Williams, his historical wisdom, and the willingness he has to speak-out on issues that matter, especially for those living in marginalized  communities across Connecticut.

For many of us who work with local schools, the extreme achievement gaps existing in Connecticut are the civil rights movement of our time. While standards grow tougher on students and teachers, the resources that are available to them are diminishing. Dr. Yohuru Williams, however, is not afraid to confront these challenges. In fact, he faces institutional disparities head on and motivates students and colleagues to take action. He has written against the top-down, market-driven school reform. He's argued for larger conversations about Connecticut's minimum wage and asked his readers to look deeper at the constructs that cause poverty, rather than making short-sighted solutions to pacify guilt. In everything he does, Yohuru Williams interrogates the socio-cultural and historical foundations that have led to the inequities across the nation. Further, he asks policy makers and politicians to invest more in the public good. His promotion of National Dialogue on Race Day hosted in September, for example, invited students, parents, and educators to Fairfield University to discuss America's racial disparities. As a teacher in attendance that night remarked, “Dr. Williams not only improved my talents as a classroom educator, his wisdom change my life forever.” 

For these reasons, I view Dr. Yohuru Williams as a leader, a sage, and a mentor. I also feel extremely fortunate to have him as a colleague. Last night, Dr. Williams received Fairfield University's Faculty Vision Award at the MLK Convocation - a long overdue recognition of the phenomenal contributions he makes each and every day.

Coach Johnson and Wil Haygood
I felt lucky, too, as Sonya Huber and I were asked to present awards to the CWP-Fairfield/Connecticut Post MLK Essay winners. As a result, I was able to snap a photo of my friend, Coach Sydney Johnson, and journalist, Wil Haygood, author of The Butler

The power of last night will be with me for some time.

For now, however, I must be short. I'm heading to lead a 4-hour workshop with 90 middle schools in the Oak Room (if you're on campus, stop by). 

I leave this morning post, though, with one line that struck me. While Wil Haygood spoke, he reflected on the decades that Eugene Allen served in the White House as a butler,
 "Everyday his presence in the White House was a revolution."
And with that, I'm inspired to lead the second Writing Our Lives conference: We Are Upward Bound! and assist the Poetry for Peace ceremony this evening as the week's events come to a close.


Thursday, January 30, 2014

I'm not as evolved as I thought I was, but man did I try - Bryan vs. Biology, 10th grade

As part of my ongoing work with Bridgeport City Schools, administrators came up with a campaign, "Rent-a-Bryan," where I am made available to teachers and departments for consultation, dreams, and writing assistance. Yesterday, I was challenged to introduce scientific evolution to a group of sophomores in a way that "would catch their attention and hook their interest early on."

What did I do? I asked,
How Evolved Are You In the Revolutions You Want to Lead? - What does science have to do with your personal stories?
Then I shared a series of Gary Larson, Calvin & Hobbes, and other cartoons that depicted scientific humor telling a story, frame by frame (sort of like chapters, with the frame by frame subheadings depicting specific content). Ah, before I did this, though, the students were given a blank comic strip and asked to tell me who they were -- but in comic book form.

The teacher, Ms. Walsh, and I weaved their personal stories with two terms: evolution and revolution, and emphasized how most things change slowly, but occasionally a burst booms things quickly. We  shared pieces of our own monotonous life (although her life has been book-worthy) and also the moments that sparked change (note: Ms. Walsh was much better at using the 20,000 new vocabulary words she introduced to her science class each year). A highlight for me, too, was when she told her students she is a voracious reader, consuming at least two books a week. This ultra-literacy was obvious in the craft she has with promoting students in her room.

The larger point we wanted to make, however, was that as sophomores, these students are in-between spaces (freshmen to senior year, young adult to adult) and should be aware that their choices set a pattern for what they may or may not grow into as the future unfolds. Of the 40+ students we worked with, I think I maintained and hooked the attention of around 38. It felt like a semi-hit, although I wanted to get them writing more.

Today, however, we planted seeds (well, boxes). The deeper conversation, I believe, was about where they currently stand as students capable of slowly evolving towards excellence, if only they could apart a revolution within.  We wondered, "What does it take to move a kid to LOVE learning rather than merely tolerating it?'

I left feeling smart, but also stupid. Ah, that's the nature of the game. It was a true honor working along side Ms. Walsh.

Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Remembering the Struggle, Inspiring New Revolutions @FairfieldU with @YohuruWilliams @OfficialDLDay

Bassick High School Senior, Chitunga Chisenga
Yesterday, I was invited to speak alongside Jocelyn Collen, Dr. Elizabeth Hohl, Jesus Nunez, Dr. Yohuru Williams, Arturo Jaras Watts, and Bridgeport student, Chitunga Chisenga, during Fairfield University's Memorial March in partial commemoration of Martin Luther King Jr. Celebration Week. I am grateful to Melissa Quann, Frederick Kuo, Ellen Umansky, and the MLK planning committee for allowing me the opportunity to briefly address drop out rates across America and the achievement gaps existing in school districts across the nation.

Dr. Williams initiated our portion of the program with CBS's Where America Stands: High School Dropouts (2010) and asked me to remark on working in urban schools with youth typically portrayed within deficit constructions - the result of a test-only,  numerical game made habitual through research and reporting. Katie Couric's clip digitally helped me to construct remarks, locally, and I pondered the question raised by the young one woman from the video,
“It seems that nobody cared….so why should I?”
Although I will not repeat my remarks here, I do wish to acknowledge the scholarship of Dr. Marcelle Haddix at Syracuse University and the academic work of economist Steven C. Smith. In her words, the lives of urban youth need to be rebuilt and reclaimed. In his words, "Poverty is powerlessness." The inequities facing urban schools are the result of our nation's economic disparities.

When asked to speak, I agreed, but only if I could take such an opportunity to empower a student from Bassick High School. After all, the topic is one he and I have talked about on numerous occasions. With the National Writing Project background in mind, I simply asked him to write a response to the CBS report and to use Fairfield University as and audience....and that he did.
Hello every one, 
My name is Chitunga Chisenga and I’m from the Democratic Republic of Congo. I am a senior at Bassick High School in Bridgeport, Connecticut.
The challenges I face as a student started during my freshman year. I was lost, at first, and quickly fell in the wrong direction. In my household things weren’t going well, either, and in a short amount of time I managed to build a bad reputation. My academics slipped and what I knew were bad ideas turned into good ideas. Violence became how I handled my problems. 
Yet, one day, I self-reflected and remembered my family in Africa, the things my cousins and I experienced in the Congo, and our journey to the United States. For those I left in Africa, I wanted to go back on track to reach my dreams and goals. The trouble was, I fell deep in a hole of negativity and I didn’t know how to dig my way out. I didn’t know how to get back to my old self, either. 
Then a woman named Ms. Alicia Smith arrived. She was the Director of Gear Up at Bassick and quickly became a second mother to me. She knew about my potential and the problems I faced in school, home, and outside of school. Ms. Smith sprinted into action by scaring away the older guys I hung out with, got me involved with academic tutors and mentors, and connected me to positive people who went out of their way to make sure my needs were met. She also checked on me frequently to assure my grades were improving and I said to myself, “this too shall pass.” 
The next thing I knew my grades improved dramatically and my past simply became my past - something I had to learn from. It took a lot of bad decisions, disappointments, and energy to make it to my senior year and I definitely wouldn’t have made it without hope. Just last week, I was accepted into Michigan University where I plan to study aviation management. The goal is to get a private pilot license because I have loved the idea of flying ever since I was young boy. An opportunity to become a pilot is practically impossible to achieve back home. Yet, the impossible happened for me. I made it the U.S. and here, I can chase my dreams. 
Through my experiences and a lot of reflection I decided I didn’t want to be a regular citizen who works a 9-5 job. The United States means a lot to me, personally, and I know that not every person on this planet has the freedom we have. There are threats in the world that a majority of us don’t know and will never know. I feel heroes are those who take care of others and who fight hard so another young person, like me, can have an opportunity to become someone. 
Ms. Alisha Smith fought for me because she believed in me. My goal is to fight in the same tradition for democracy and to invest in this world in similar, positive ways.
Thank you, 
Chitunga Chisenga
The point we hoped to make together is that a first step to closing achievement gaps in the United States is to invest in the individuals who care most. These are the heroes, like Alisha Smith and many of her colleagues at Bassick High School. In fact, at every school I've ever known, the curriculum of caring matters most. This curriculum results from teachers building strong relationships and upholding high standards with ALL students. It arrives from stellar educators who reshape the curriculum to fit the needs of kids, rather than force the kids to meet the needs of curriculum.

Across the United States, today, the movement has been to blame those who work in schools for the reported achievement gaps. Yet, the negative portrayal of urban schools in this vain fails to see the incredible achievements that occur every day that are NOT measured by state and national assessments.  This deficit discourse is pushed onto urban districts (they can't, they won't, they don't) with little attention placed on the other factors that have tremendous influence on the everyday lives of students (they desire, they want, they will). Denying to look at achievement holistically will continue to lead to inequality, because the measurements used to 'label' a school through testing alone will only provide a minimal sketch of the energy, commitment, and success stories occurring, sometimes miraculously, every day.

Yes, teachers should take part of the blame. There are plenty I've known who are the problem. Yes, unions should share responsibility, too, and stop protecting bad teachers not suited for the profession. Another portion of this blame, however, belongs to politicians and policy makers who have turned testing (and our schools) into an industry that has removed human relationships from the equation. The blame, too, needs to be placed on Common Core State Standards - expectations created by interest groups and not professional teachers and researchers. Most educators will agree that higher standards are necessary, yet the standards created by Coleman and his team of reformers are a throwback to New Criticism, modernism, and a world that no longer exists (for movie buffs, they are a return to the black and white days of Pleasantville, where homogeneous thinking failed to see the beauty and richness of diverse, colorful, and heterogeneous schools. This, of course, includes how the reform deliberately ignores the magic of the arts: music, dance, writing, painting, expressing, and creating, etc. CCSS has stripped from American schools what it means to be a human being. Picture the curriculum in Dead Poet's Society before Keating instructed his students to tear the pages out of the book).

In short, we are all to blame. We are all to blame.
"Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.” ~ Martin Luther King, Jr.
And if I care, which I do, then doing something about it begins with me.

Haddix, Marcelle. "Reclaiming and Rebuilding the Writer Identities of Black Adolescent Males." Reconceptualizing the Literacies in Adolescents' Lives; Bridging the Everyday/Academic Divide, Third Edition. Eds. Alvermann, Donna E. and Kathleen A. Hinchman. New York, New York: Routledge, 2012. 112-31. Print.

Haddix, Marcelle. "Black Boys Can Write: Challenging Dominant Framings of African American Adolescent Males in Literacy Research." Journal of Adolescent & Adult Literacy 53.4 (2009): 341-43. Print.

Smith, Stephen. "Foreword." The Liberian Civil War. Portland, OR: Frank Cass, 1998. xi - xxv. Print.

Smith, Stephen C. Ending Global Poverty; a Guide to What Works. New York: Pelgrave Macmillan Publishing, 2005. Print.

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Poetic Soul & Arts...Discovering the Shanna Melton Collection in Bridgeport - #LetTheRevolutionBegin


For the last three years, I've been scanning the Connecticut scene looking for the right shade of purple magic from poetic communities who define communication through an artistic perspective built from vision, integrity, purpose, and soul.

I found this yesterday afternoon at Panera Breads on Black Rock Turnpike where I met Shanna T. Melton, curator of the PoeticSoulArts movement in Bridgeport and artist/poet/photographer/writer and dreamer.

Although cold. the warmth of possibility and better days ahead blossomed out of the frozen ground after sharing a short time with her and Sonya Huber over a cup of coffee.  Shanna's thoughts can be found on her blog, but her artistic influence and inspirational, poetic collectives has a name for itself in Bridgeport. It was a warm thing to learn during the last week of January (when the polar vortex dips upon us again).

Shanna T. Melton works with young people in Bridgeport City Schools on a daily basis, but lives, artistically and soulfully, through the art she expresses within the Kuumba scene north of the Long Island Sound.

This is my throwback to Ubuntu, 2013. It is Kreativitet 2014. Let the (re)visionary re-love-utions begin......


Monday, January 27, 2014

OK Go! The Goldberg Machine Incorporated into the Music Industry: Puzzling Mechanisms to Make Things Work

Sunday morning on CBS featured the 2013 Golderg Mechanic Award for the engineering ingenuity to hammer a nail in an innovative and creative way. Any boy (or girl) who ever played with marbles and matchbox cars as a kid more than likely created wonderful obstacle courses for their toys through finding available items and arranging them in a way to move their imaginations along. Known as the grandfather of inventions, the whimsical thinking of Rube Goldberg demonstrates what original ways  can do when given a chance to think outside the box towards mechanization and movement occurs.

It's Monday, and I'm thinking about the ways I move my world around. With all there is to do I am wondering how I can reinvent my world in the traditions of the gizmo geeks. It seems rather impossible right now, but someday in my life, I hope to invent something as clever as that which Goldberg is famous for.

Sunday, January 26, 2014

On Sunday Mornings, I miss old fashioned newspapers, especially the comics with a new Gary Larson cartoon. #TheFarSide

Sunday mornings remain my favorite space of the week.

Sunday evenings, not so much.

I love waking up groggy, wiping the sleep out of my eye, playing my games, and scanning the world's news. It's just that I haven't received the Sunday paper in several years and the Sunday morning ritual has begun to blur with the rituals of every morning. News is constant and nothing surprises me, or catches my interests more, on the lazy rituals of the great day of rest.

I miss Gary Larson cartoons, too. Loved by science and history teachers across the nation (for the humorous ways they could use his wit in class) and loved by quirky thinkers and 'off beat' dreamers, his weekly Sunday morning illustration became a Sunday morning bonus of colorful, creative ways of looking at the world.

Personally, I think the world could use another Larson. Perhaps there's an App I can subscribe to that will send me clever cartoons of the week through my iPad or iPhone. I will have to check into soon.

George, I think it would be a wise thing to do. If I had technological talents, I would get on this App right away.


Saturday, January 25, 2014

If Justin Bieber was arrested, then there's room for a new pop cultural icon to take center stage upon the American tabloid of nothingness. MOI.

Um, no thank you.

This was me in my office yesterday trying to arrange a party for 35 people at the Webster Arena on February 13th in celebration of the work with IRIS - Integrated Refugees and Immigrant Services and collaboration with my English 11/12 students. We run for Refugees on February 2nd and on the 13th, we show support for Kyle Koncz and Sydney Johnson, coaches of the Fairfield Basketball team, with relocated youth in Connecticut.

Why the sexiness?

Believe it or not, I was in work mode. The hat was to concentrate. The glasses were to show the Northstars why I think their show would be enhanced with Cecile McLorin Salvant's frames (but in white), and the teeth were for my administrative assistant who took the day off for a trip to NYC with her husband for her birthday: I shot the photo so she'd know what she was missing back on campus.

Seriously, I'm best looking when I'm overwhelmed with everything I have to get done. That's a fact.

Today, more of the checklist was accomplished, but the major projects MUST begin tomorrow. I have this weekend and this weekend alone to get them done. Then, a blitz of presentations at several schools begin and there's little time to sit at my desk.

I think I should should have Pam teach me how to upload this photograph to all the dating sites she and her friends visit. I'd be par for the course. And I'm still wondering if the kind woman at Webster arena had any clue that this is what I looked like while talking to her on the phone and making  arrangements.