Letter from a former inner city teacher.
Colin, I’m a teacher and about a month ago I wrote to you with a message of support. Now that the school year has come to an end, I would like to provide you a little glimpse of what my experience working within an inner city school was like.
Dear Colin and fellow citizens,
Just a week ago, I completed my first year as a teacher within an inner city high school. It wasn’t my choice to wind up in this school, it was only that my university so kindly assigned me to this utopia of urban education.
Mr. Flaherty, you know fully well about what the latest fads are within the realm of pedagogical theory, and the administrative staff at my institution were devout believers in all of these panaceas.
Restorative Justice, Positive Behavioral Instructional Supports, Institutionalized Racism, Ending the School to Prison Pipeline; all of these concepts and teaching methods were preached by the administrative staff as if they were manna from heaven that would miraculously cure all ails of the world.
Unfortunately, the evidence did not bear this out.
While teaching at this school, an average day would unfold a little like this. Upon my arrival, the students would all be eating their taxpayer funded breakfast, and I would head towards my classroom. At the ringing of the bell, my class would remain empty for quite some time.
Arriving to class on time was not a priority for my students, and the administrative staff did not care very much to make this a priority for the students either. So, I would wait for maybe five minutes and the first of my students would begin to trickle into the classroom.
This by no means, meant that class would begin. Often, the student would arrive with their earbuds firmly cemented into their ears, and would either flat out ignore my instruction, or more likely begin to get combative when asked to take part in the days planned learning activities.
Luckily, I am immune to any sort of demeaning verbal abuse, and I actually begun to enjoy being addressed as “b*tch *ss teacher,” “white motherf*ck*ng cracker,” or an assortment of other terms of endearment that the ever-so creative students bequeathed upon me.
Anyways, eventually more students would begin to arrive, and somewhere around the time of 30 minutes after the bell had rung, hopefully about 50% of the students would have found their way to the classroom. It was rare, to ever have more than 50%.
Believe it or not, skipping class was the norm. The students found it much more enjoyable to wander throughout the halls, smoke some pot in the stairwells, and possibly get laid while they’re at it.
As the day rolled on, the students would become much more energetic. Maybe it had something to do with their buzz beginning to wear off from their morning sacrament, but somewhere around 9:30 just a little prior to their taxpayer provided lunch, the fights would begin to break out amongst the pupils.
Admittedly, fights were not an everyday occurrence, they seemed to only occur two out of every three school days. Some days though, there would be multiple fights, so the numbers would most likely average out.
These fights were seldom, i.e. never, your typical mano a mano, meeting at the flagpole. These fights always involved a large groups. Not only that, teachers were constantly threatened with violence, and often times these threats were carried out.
On multiple occasions, I was assaulted by students. Not once, however, was a student disciplined for these attacks against me. For one occurrence, I had to seek treatment for injuries suffered from the attack. Administrators, seemed to prefer to act like these attacks against teachers were typical examples of run of the mill teenage angst that could be found in any American high school.
Any concerns of the faculty, would be promptly dismissed.
Needless to say, not much learning went on within this school. Not that this mattered, the literacy rate of the student body probably equaled that of a school typical of the third world, and that was good enough to satisfy the demands of the administration.
The mission of this school was not to educate, but to proselytize and advocate for the cause of social justice. As long as the students knew that they were victims of endless white racism, that was enough to satisfy the powers that be.
There was no concern given towards producing productive citizens for our nation. For that matter, they didn’t even consider themselves as part of our nation. At school events, it was not the Star Spangled Banner that was sung, but it was the Black National Anthem, “Lift Every Voice and Sing.”
And that is exactly what the administrative staff wanted. To lift their voices and sing, “don’t make the black kids angry.”
A former inner-city school teacher
About the Author
Colin Flaherty is an award winning reporter and author of the #1 best selling book White Girl Bleed a Lot: The Return of Racial Violence to America and How the Media Ignore it.
His new book is Knockout Game a Lie? Aww, Hell No.
Both books are about black mob violence, black on white crime and the Knockout Game.
His work has appeared in more than 1000 news sites around the world, including the New York Times, Washington Post, Los Angeles Times, Time Magazine. His story about how a black man was unjustly convicted of trying to kill his white girlfriend resulted in his release from state prison and was featured on Court TV, NPR, The Los Angeles Times and San Diego Union-Tribune.
Thomas Sowell: ”Reading Colin Flaherty’s book made painfully clear to me that the magnitude of this problem is greater than I had discovered from my own research. He documents both the race riots and the media and political evasions in dozens of cities.” – National Review.
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Allen West: “At least author Colin Flaherty is tackling this issue (of racial violence and black on white crime) in his new book, White Girl Bleed a Lot: The Return of Racial Violence to America and How the Media Ignore it.“
Los Angeles Times: “a favorite of conservative voices.”
Daily Caller: “As the brutal “knockout” game sweeps across the U.S., one author isn’t surprised by the attacks or the media reaction. Colin Flaherty, author of the book “White Girl Bleed A Lot: The Return of Racial Violence to America and How The Media Ignore It,” began chronicling the new wave of violence nearly a year ago — revealing disturbing racial motivations behind the attacks and a pattern of media denial.”
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David Horowitz: “A determined reporter, Colin Flaherty, broke ranks to document these rampages in a book titled, White Girl Bleed A Lot”
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