Teacher Voice: I became a better middle school teacher once I stopped being a dictator

I stopped forcing knowledge and learned to trust my students

I didn’t plan to be a teacher. I grew up in Akron, a small city in northeast Ohio, with a Black mother and white stepfather. Our neighborhood straddled two communities, one predominantly white and one traditionally Black. I became deeply connected to both communities, but separately, as though they were divorced.

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