The "Other" is simply another construction; an additional, Westernized invention. To derive from that a source of identity (or to prescribe to that) only further flattens your perception of self(hood). What we are getting at is beyond that colonial conceptualization.
Shine (Waiting for Superman Version) - John Legend
Tonight I saw Waiting For Superman with my mom and it was a moving film. At one point during the film, I got scared. I was afraid of the life decision I had made to enter the world of education and its reform. I questioned if I was ready and/or qualified to become a teacher and have people entrust the future of this country’s youth in my hands. But by the end of the movie I remembered back to exactly 4 years ago this month as I struggled to peace together a college essay where I described what I considered an unfair journey. I remember finishing the essay with the line that stated how I would use college as a catalyst to help determine how I could address the issues of the achievement gap and ensure that no other 13-14 year old kid(s) like my brother and me had to ever leave the comfort of their homes and neighborhoods to receive the adequate education they deserved. As I vowed to change education 6 years ago, I still hold that belief to be true. I am meant to change this horrific landscape I have come to understand as the US Public education system. In the last five minutes of the movie, when one of the little boys featured was moving into his room, I turned to my mom to note how small the room was for three boys and I was taken aback by the tears streaming down her face. I knew she was thinking about the day she moved us into our temporary home in Amherst and how she understood the injustice that was occuring. One that I didn’t fully understand until a few years later. I wanted to cry because the anger i felt was also pain. It hurt to know that i lost those four years of growing up in the Bronx with my family because I had to make the sacrifice for my long term success. But I am grateful for it all, because I know that I am closer to my goal of putting an end to this atrocity. Children deserve to be educated and I plan to be a part of the movement that shifts that thought from a dream to a reality.
This song plays at the end and before watching it with the credits I didn’t really like the version. I still like the album version better, but this rendition has a place in my heart too.
As Mr. Legend sings, “they can’t read, if we don’t teach ‘em”…
These days, most people recognize this line and many can even finish it. When you think about the seriousness of the purpose of the original newscast, its a little disturbing. I will not be a hypocrite, because I have sang along to the auto-tune version on multiple occasions. However, I think that this whole Antoine Dodson situation has gotten out of hand and this may be the last straw. is this for real?!