LEARN ENGLISH Donovan Livingston Racial Inequalities In The Education System

good afternoon good afternoon how’s

everyone doing today good so greetings

friends family faculty staff alumni and

the illustrious class of 2016 make some

noise

so my name is Donovan Livingston and I

came to address you in the best way I

know how but you have to forgive me I

have to take this moment in for a little

while when I spoke when I spoke in my

high school graduation several years ago

my high school English teacher

threatened to replace me on the program

or cut my microphone when she found out

that I was interested in doing a poem as

a part of my remarks so I am eternally

grateful for being able to share this

piece of myself and my most authentic

voice with you this afternoon

so spoken word poetry it insists on

participation so if you feel so

compelled snap clap throw up your hands

rejoice celebrate class of 2016 this is

your address and this is your day

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education then beyond all other devices

of human origin is a great equalizer of

the conditions of men Horace Mann 1848

at the time of his remarks I couldn’t

read I couldn’t write any attempt to do

so

punishable by death for generations we

have known of knowledge as infinite

power yet somehow we have never

questioned the keeper of the keys the

guardians of information unfortunately

I’ve seen more dividing and conquering

in this order of operations a heinous

miscalculation of reality for some the

only difference between a classroom and

a plantation is time how many times must

we be made to feel like quotas like

tokens and coin phrases diversity

inclusion there are days I feel like one

like only a lonely blossom in a briar

patch of broken promises but hey I’ve

always been a thorn in the side of

injustice disruptive talkative a

distraction with a passion that

transcends the confines of my own

consciousness beyond your curriculum

beyond your standards

I stand here a manifestation of love in

pain with veins pumping revolution I am

the strange fruit that grew to write for

the popular tree I am a dream act dream

deferred incarnate and a movement an

amalgam of memories America where care

to forget my past alone won’t allow me

to sit still so my body like my mind

cannot be contained as educators rather

than raising your voices over the

rustling of our chains take them off

uncuff us unencumbered by the lumbering

weight of poverty and privilege policy

in ignorance I was in the seventh grade

when mr. Parker told me Donovan we could

put all of your excess energy to good

use and she introduced me to the sound

of my own voice she gave me a stage a

platform she told me that our stories

are the ladders that make it easier for

us to touch the star so climb and grab

them keep climbing grab them spill your

emotions in the Big Dipper and pour out

your soul light up the world with your

luminous allured to educate requires

Galileo like patience today when I look

my students in the eyes all I see are

constellations if you take the time to

connect the dots you can plot the true

shape of their genius shining in their

darkest hour I look each of my students

in the eyes and see the same light that

aligned Orion’s belt in the Pyramids of

Giza I see the same twinkle that guided

Harriet to freedom I see them beneath

their masks in their mischief exists an

authentic frustration and enslavement to

your standardized assessments at the

core none of us were meant to be coming

we were born to be comets darting across

space in time leaving our mark as we

crashed into everything a crater is a

reminder that something amazing happened

right here an indelible impact that

shook up the world are we not

astronomers searching for the next

shooting star I teach in hopes of

turning contents into rocket ships

tribulations into telescopes so a child

can see their true potential from right

where they stand and injustice is

telling them they are stars without

acknowledging the night that surrounds

them injustice is telling them education

is the key while you continue to

change the locks education is no

equalizer rather it is the sleep that

proceeds the American dream so wake up

wake up lift your voices until you’ve

patched every hole in a child’s broken

sky wake up every child so they know of

their celestial potential I’ve been the

black hole in a classroom for far too

long

absorbing everything without allowing my

light to escape but those days are done

I belong among the Stars and so do you

and so do they

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together together we can inspire

galaxies of greatness for generations to

come

so no no sky is not the limit it is only

the beginning

lift off

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