Sing a Rhythm, Dance a Blues
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Wise Black women have known for centuries that the blues have been a platform for truth-telling, an underground musical railroad to survival, and an essential form of resistance, healing, and learning. In this “powerful call to action” (Rethinking Schools), leading advocate Monique W. Morris invokes the spirit of the blues to articulate a radically healing and empowering pedagogy for Black and Brown girls. Morris describes with candor and love what it looks like to meet the complex needs of girls on the margins.
Sing a Rhythm, Dance a Blues is a “vital, generous, and sensitively reasoned argument for how we might transform American schools to better educate Black and Brown girls” (San Francisco Chronicle). Morris brings together research and real life in this chorus of interviews, case studies, and the testimonies of remarkable people who work successfully with girls of color. The result is this radiant guide to moving away from punishment, trauma, and discrimination toward safety, justice, and genuine community in our schools.
Monique W. Morris
Monique W. Morris, president/CEO of Grantmakers for Girls of Color and co-founder of the National Black Women’s Justice Institute, is the author of several books, including Pushout; Black Stats; Sing a Rhythm, Dance a Blues; and Charisma’s Turn (all from The New Press). Her work has been featured by NPR, the New York Times, MSNBC, Essence, The Atlantic, TED, the Washington Post, Education Week, and others. She lives in New York.
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Sing a Rhythm, Dance a Blues - Monique W. Morris
Introduction
Blue Moments
somebody/anybody
sing a black girl’s song
bring her out
to know herself
to know you
but sing her rhythms
carin/struggle/hard times
sing her song of life
—Ntozake Shange, Dark Phrases,
For Colored Girls Who Have Considered Suicide When the Rainbow Is Enuf
Oakland, California, July 2018.
In the distance, we can hear a woman wail a gutwrenching cry that sings of a trauma so severe, all of us can feel its effects. It pierces our souls. Her cry, while heartbreaking, is melodic. Her public display of grief is both intriguing and healing.
That’s my baby girl up there,
Ansar Muhammad said to a local news reporter.¹ The shock and sorrow in his eyes were paralyzing.
He was speaking of his daughter, eighteen-year-old Nia Wilson, who, along with her sister Lehtifa, was stabbed in an act of unprovoked hate by John Cowell on a BART train one night. Lehtifa suffered serious injuries to the neck. She survived, but her sister did not.
I want justice for my daughter,
her father said.
Justice for Nia. Her name means purpose
in Swahili.
Justice for Lehtifa. Her name means gentle
in Arabic.
Justice for girls who are the targets of violence, physical and otherwise. Justice for their purpose, justice for their gentle futures. The fatal stabbing of Nia Wilson, a high school student, occurred at the intersection between racism and gender-based violence, neither of which is random or unintended.
This volatile intersection leaves Black girls relatively unprotected from the pattern of violence that they experience in public and in private at the hands of strangers and those they love. This vulnerability opens a door for others to treat their marginalization as a creation of Black girls’ own making, their truths obscured as entertainment.
Following her death, people of the Oakland community cried for Nia. They danced for her. They mourned her through altars and chants of Say her name.
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We all sang a blues.
A grainy, black-and-white video of Billie Holiday singing Strange Fruit
offers a meditation on the redemptive potential of the blues. In the video, Ms. Holiday stands in a glittery sweater dress, alone in the frame as a singular point of interest in the narrative about the heinous violence that surrounded her. Her long black hair is pulled into a ponytail, earrings dangle delicately beside her neck, falling just above her shoulders. Her interpretation of this blues classic that emerged from a lynching protest poem penned by Abel Meeropol was as fragile as Black America’s grasp on justice. But it was also resilient. It was not just the words; it was her physical reading, her attitude while singing, that bestowed the greatest gifts.
Southern trees bear strange fruit
(She wrinkles her brow and slightly frowns as her lips form the words.)
Black bodies swinging …
(She cocks her head, and then lingers in a distant stare.)
Here is fruit for the crows to pluck
(She blinks slowly and leans forward slightly while maintaining a frown.)
Nia Wilson’s body joined the panoply of strange fruit that unfortunately shape our memory and understanding of just how much Black lives matter in our racialized nation.
It’s all so instructive. Upsetting. Liberating.
Angela Davis once described Strange Fruit
as one of the most influential and profound examples—and continuing sites—of the intersection of music and social consciousness. … By disrupting the landscape of material [Billie Holiday] had performed prior to integrating ‘Strange Fruit’ into her repertoire, she reaffirmed among her musical colleagues the import of employing their medium in the quest for social justice, thus perpetuating its musical voice.
³
Billie Holiday, using the instruments of her body, was tuning us into the frequencies of timeless ancestral truths that aggravate and settle the soul. She was singing the blues while challenging us to do better. She was in service as she was serving. Audre Lorde noted that Black women are expected to use our anger only in the service of other people’s salvation or learning. But that time is over.
⁴ Indeed, the anger and pain experienced by Black—and Brown—women and girls must also serve their own liberation.
More than a conduit for marginalized voices, the blues is a means to stimulate radical possibilities.
The blues emerged in the nineteenth century as an African American musical genre rooted in the phrasing of Negro spirituals, the work songs of enslaved, impoverished people and the cultural shouts and hollers that traditionally express sorrow, betrayal, and harm. But the blues was also an underground musical railroad to survival. While typically associated with the articulation of pain and revenge, the blues is also about becoming. In some cases, the expression is about a longing for freedom. Though associated with men, the blues has also been a destination for women seeking to articulate their truths, particularly as an expression of the racialized gender bias shaping their lives. Billie Holiday, Bessie Smith, Gertrude Ma
Rainey, Big Mama Thornton, Koko Taylor, and others who would later weave their blueprints into rock and roll, rhythm and blues, country, and funk understood that their freedom could be accessed through their wails, moans, and dances. Millions of people consume the blues as entertainment without acknowledging its most important contributions to the freedom struggle: a platform for truth telling, a form of resistance, and thus a pathway to healing and learning.
Wise women have known this for centuries—it’s why the hum of a grandmother or rocking embrace of an aunt feels so good. Embedded in these motions is the magic that should guide us in creating schools that are responsive to the conditions and experiences of Black girls and other girls of color. The blues is about bearing witness to contradictions and then working through them to bring about critical, intellectually responsible thinking and action. When blues women tap their hips, sway their bodies, or growl their pleas for justice into the melody of a song, they are creating an emergent healing condition.
This element of the blues, while undertheorized, is instructive, particularly when working with girls and young women who have shared some of the same experiences as these blues women. Amid the drinking and exploration of other vices, blues women also center love in their unapologetic display of vulnerability and their expressive resistance to being played
by those in positions of power. When something’s got a hold
on them, they get creative in order to survive. Their feisty brand of feminism (or womanism) breathes life onto a dead-end street. Here lies a tremendous opportunity for a pedagogy of liberation, an educational approach infused with principles of healing. Why healing? Because that is what will enable schools to truly become locations for learning.
But which school-based strategies foster educational justice for our most vulnerable students? This is the question I explore in this book. I suggest that the blues, as an expression of Black pain and power, can help educators, parents, students, and community members reimagine schools as places that counter the criminalization of Black and Brown girls.
This is not a book about educational or justice reform. This is about restructuring our entire approach to the education of Black and Brown girls in crisis. Schools, though conceived as institutions to prepare future generations for participation in society, instead often exacerbate conditions that undermine full citizenship—along with students’ personal sense of humanity. School-to-confinement pathways—the policies, practices, conditions, and prevailing consciousness that render children and adolescents vulnerable to contact with the juvenile court and criminal legal system—are structures of violence we should critique and dismantle.
In school districts throughout the country, disproportionately high levels of Black, Latina, and Indigenous girls are struggling to realize their true identities as scholars. Too often they are pushed out of schools and into participation in underground economies, in which they’re vulnerable to exploitation, violence, and other harms. For these girls, defiance, as an expression of dissent, is criminalized; it is treated as an offense, rather than understood as a form of critical thinking.
In Pushout: The Criminalization of Black Girls in Schools, I explored how this specifically manifests in the educational experiences of Black girls and, through data and the stories of marginalized girls, how we might become more aware of a phenomenon that was previously obscured and undertheorized. In the years since that book’s publication, I have had the opportunity to visit several schools and programs throughout the country working to improve outcomes for Black girls and other girls of color. In my discussions, I reviewed the key elements associated with the criminalization of Black girls in schools and guided educators, students, and the broader community of concerned adults in how to use the book as more than a one-read experience. These visits were often conducted in tandem with community and/or parent meetings, providing an opportunity to lay out the facts and recurring dynamics—to groups of girls and young women, teachers, principals, parents, and district leaders—that illuminate how school pushout and student criminalization harm Black girls and other girls of color.
Black girls remain the only group of girls to experience negative outcomes at every point along the full discipline continuum, from suspension, corporal punishment, and expulsion to arrest and referral to law enforcement, but growing rates among other girls of color also give us cause for alarm. Latinas, some of them also identifying as Indigenous and/or Black, are increasingly experiencing exclusionary discipline and other negative educational outcomes.* These trends suggest that building safe learning spaces requires developing racially and ethnically specific approaches to healing, in addition to the universal changes in our thinking that will enable us to address the differential treatment and outcomes for girls of color.
Each visit to a school or community brings new opportunities for interacting with girls of color who grapple daily with the harm stemming from school discipline, criminalization, and academic underachievement. On this journey, I regularly observe schools and classrooms that are engaged in positive, innovative, and promising approaches to educating and supporting girls of color. These gems were too good to keep to myself, so, in the tradition of blues women, travel with me on the road to explore stories and strategies that will increase our collective capacity to produce schools that do freedom work.
Instead of analyzing the policies and practices that undermine good outcomes, I invite you into the world that schools, in partnership with gender-responsive, culture-specific programs, are building to interrupt school-to-confinement pathways. I offer examples where Black and Brown girls are encouraged to sing a rhythm and dance a blues toward their own liberation, where caring adults alongside them create conditions for healing. Together we will witness how healing permits these girls and young women to feel empowered and to learn.
In this book, I center several open inquiries: What does it mean, in real time, to uplift a healing form of justice in service of education? How do we create and operate safe, thriving learning spaces that neither problematize girls of color nor respond to their mistakes with lasting or irreparable harm? What does it mean to adopt a pedagogical practice that rejects the notion that loud or sassy
girls are disorderly, defiant, and disposable? How can we instill in girls the tools they need to combat oppression, rather than reinforce or succumb to it? And what do schools look like when they reject the tools of oppression and criminalization?
Children and adolescents who are most vulnerable to school pushout are resilient, but relationships sustain their well-being. Places where adults believe in the promise of all children are essential for healthy relationships to flourish. This is the power of transforming schools from conduits to prison into incubators of excellence. Embarking on such a project requires tools to challenge and reverse the growing pathologizing of our nation’s learning spaces—and the people inside them.
The assertion that nothing can be done to counter the criminalization of girls of color is false. Once you know this, you can’t pretend you don’t. As parents, educators, and concerned adults, our intentions and actions are either part of the problem or part of the solution. Interrupting school-to-confinement pathways for girls of color demands that we engage students in the coconstruction of their learning. The pedagogy I propose in the following pages is a blues. It is a blues that is built on narrative and rests on data. It is a blues for Black and Brown girls who have had enough and deserve better from all of us. It is the work and the song of the teacher, as a partner in education. It is political. It is practical. It is love, and it is power.
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* The U.S. Census collects and reports data for Hispanic
populations as an ethnicity, rather than as a racial group. As such, people of Latinx/Hispanic descent may also be included among populations characterized as Black, White, Asian, Indigenous, or Other. This may obscure trends among Latinx populations who are of mixed racial heritage. According to analyses conducted by the National Black Women’s Justice Institute, Latinx girls in middle school are particularly vulnerable to exclusionary discipline. Nationwide, Latinx girls in middle schools are twice as likely as their white counterparts to experience one or more out-of-school suspensions and they are almost twice as likely to be referred to law enforcement and arrested on campus. (M. Inniss-Thompson, Summary of Discipline Data for Girls in U.S. Public Schools, National Black Women’s Justice Institute, 2018.)
Interlude
You Have to Be Compassionate
We’re dealing with children, so although we want to politicize education and make it into a corporate entity, they’re children. They’re people. They’re individual souls that in some cases have been on the planet for only four or five years. They’re really in their formative years. They’re still learning language. They’re still learning what is socially appropriate in different environments. You have to gather everyone together and assess individually where each student is.
Kids have been socialized in different ways, so they’re going to come into the classroom in a lot of different ways. If you find that a student is hungry, you have to find a way to help them with those basic needs and still educate them.
You have to ask, what are my obstacles? How can I overcome those obstacles and still meet the student’s educational goals? It has to be very intentional. You have to be compassionate, because you have to manage everyone. The kids are the priority—and then there’s everyone else. When the kids leave your space, they should be better in some way. They should be better than how they came to you. If you’re not on the page to make the kids better, then you don’t belong here. Yes, everybody needs a paycheck, but there are other ways to get a paycheck. If you are not interested in making these kids better, then you don’t belong here.
Every year, you’re building on something. Maybe last year, a kid cried every time she had to write her name.