My perspectives on black and interracial love have shifted since stepping into the reality of the way things really are in the black community versus the way I’d perceived them to be. When I first became “awakened” or “cognizantly aware” of the “Black Plight” and where I am classified according to my race and sex in this country, the notion of black love was proposed through lectures, online rhetoric, and self-proclaimed leaders as a resolve to some of the issues plaguing the black community.
The rationale for black love seemed logical and applicable; nonetheless the idea of creating healthy black families between a black man and a black woman became and is still apart of my practice. However, I have noticed that there is an underlying “honey hush” which seems to be continuously overlooked in regards to the one sided expectations and standards between black women and black men, which begin very early on during adolescence; training black women to be loyal to black men who are encouraged and have no problem venturing out!
My first year teaching, I worked with a group of seniors, majority eager for their senior year of activities, college the following fall, and not having anyone tell them what to do because, “they’re 18, legally making them an adult”. It was advisory/homeroom period, I’d already taken role, completed the lesson, and decided to allow the students to have “free time” the last ten minutes or so of class. A few conversations sparked around the room between the students; one particularly, between a group of guys and girls about dating. I allow my students to express themselves so long as it does not become inappropriate , plus this was one of the ways I learned about them individually.