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I live in Minneapolis in a beautiful 1929 apartment building sandwiched between the American Swedish Institute and Abbott Northwestern Hospital in what anyone who has eyes would call a privileged community — surrounded by less than privileged people in the neighboring houses — people I share bus rides with multiple times throughout the week. The only way I could be more of a minority on these bus rides would be if I were my female reciprocal — a senior white woman Ph.D.
In the years I’ve commuted by bus, I’ve only had a few altercations — which I’ve decided to not take personally. I know what I look like, and I know what I seem to strangers — a rich senior white man.
I periodically have conversations with my fellow passengers with many of them simply working at guessing what I do for a living. I play along because they genuinely are curious. Most of them have never met a university professor or attended a college class; my fellow passengers are the working poor.
Headed for the Minneapolis Club each morning at 5:40 a.m. is when I am in the real minority. I am headed for a morning lap swim and to work out in a facility that my Black, Latino and Asian fellow bus riders could never conceive of. They are headed for north Minneapolis and jobs that my colleagues and I are thankful we don’t have.
I often ask myself what I would do if I were in their positions. Could I move up the social ladder? Yes, I could if I had access to the resources that I currently have — few of which are available to my fellow passengers. Later in the day, I see children with their parents and can’t help wondering what their schools are like, and what lies ahead for each of them — and who their teachers are.
Spending 28 years in higher education, and 46 teaching all together — from rural Minnesota to the south side of Chicago, I’ve made a few observations about processes in teaching and learning — especially when I was serving as the chair of the department of teacher education at the University of St. Thomas. One of them is that students learn best when they share the same ethnicity as their teachers. Numerous studies, including a recent one, “Student-Teacher Ethnoracial Matching in the Earliest Grades: Benefits for Executive Function Skills” by Michael Gottfried of the University of Pennsylvania published in Early Education & Development, indicate this. It isn’t particularly hard to figure out though.