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Watching the @RoundRockISD board meeting last night, I was immensely proud to be part of the @RRHSEquity committee and awed and energized by the @RRISDEquity task force presentation to move the district forward in racial and educational equity. However...
I went to sleep after watching 6 hours of the board meeting, knowing I’d wake up and watch the other 1.5 hours (yes, they are this long). While I slept, the board passed the budget with $0 for the work of racial and educational equity.
I had zero nice words to say about this. I had to let my fury subside. I thought deeply about this district. Where I work. Where I live. Where I send my three children to enrich their minds and grow their education. And the truth is...
I DO love this district.
But just as with a loved one who means to self-harm, as if it were my mother, my brother, one of my children, a beloved friend, I cannot walk away in the middle of their ruination. I can’t let my anger turn to resentment and abandonment.
When a loved one causes themselves harm, you intervene like the powerful intervention that happened last night, you draw them closer, you take care of them, you show them deeper love and commitment. You get on your knees and pray. And you NEVER GIVE UP.
@RoundRockISD, I love you. I care about your children and staff and even though you are and have been causing HARM to communities of color within your classrooms and campuses, even though you continue to cut away at the tender and lovely part of yourself that aches for health,
you give lip service to equity. You repeat empty promises that you are getting well. You have the right words when you send emails to your families, giving them false hope that you are healing. But in the private spaces of small meetings and budget line items, you hide the truth.
And yet. I am still committed to loving you. I am still going to go into our campuses to show radical love by creating equitable spaces, shining light in dark corners of racial inequity, lifting up people who are lovingly and sternly telling you how to care for yourself,
pushing out your “friends” who are whispering in your ear that things are just fine how they are, and I will be urging you, a broken and self-harming district, toward self care and love and growth.
You are worth it.
