“White” papers over background identity.

Catherine Kehl, Cleveland Heights. OH. When we divide ourselves into “us” and “other” we don’t only lose the other, we lose ourselves. I was twenty-seven before I realized that my mother sometimes spoke to me in Spanish not because she’d picked some up in college before travelling in South America in her twenties, but because […]

Brown woman private school not: maid

Isabel Cristina Dominguez Dobbs Ferry, NY I love this project! It is so insightful- there are so many things to say about one’s self… I am going with the one that faces me everyday in my work place… but I could write so many others!


She’s not my maid, I’m hers

Mara Floyd Fort Myers, FL Doris* and my mother have been best friends for over 40 years. Both teachers with their masters’ degrees, the two women from neighboring cities met at an educational conference. They were as different as could be. One was married, one was divorced. One owned a house, the other lived in […]

I ate lunch with the maid.

Sandra Morris Armuchee, GA I grew up in Vidalia, Ga. in the 60’s. I was babysat by women of color who also cleaned house for my mother. I couldn’t understand why they ate lunch after we did. My parents let me eat lunch with the maid after they had their lunch. When I got my […]

Wow!!! They really let them teach

Deborah Council Wilmington, DE In 1970, I was doing my practice teaching in Barrington, NJ and took on of my student’s to an outing. When I returned her to her home, her mother informed me that the neighbor approached her and told her how lucky she was to have had two (2) maids in a […]

We had a maid I loved.

Christina Koomen Roanoke, VA This was the first sentence that came into my mind as far as saying something about race in my own life. There is nothing new about this “story” — a white family of comparative privilege employs a black woman in the household, and the kids in that household comes to regard […]

I want to be like you

Michael Manning Somerville, MA I was bused in 1969 to a school in Roxbury, Mass., and was myself discriminated against because of the color of my skin. I was white and most of the students were black. I couldn’t understand their anger with me, I didn’t know that I had done anything. All I knew […]