News and Opinions from the Students of Berkshire School
December 14, 2014
Inside the Storm, Before Dawn:
Berkshire Students and Faculty Attend SDLC and PoCC in Indianapolis “Love itself is a revolutionary act.” – Rodney Glasgow, SDLC 2014 facilitator. On December 4-6, four Berkshire students, Amani Bethea ’16, Juan Cedeño ’17, Terryl Wilson ’16, and Maggie Zhu ’17; along with four Berkshire faculty, Gwyneth Connell, Jeconiah Cronze ’09, JJ Jemison ’09, and Sydney Satchell attended the 2014 Student Diversity Leadership Conference (SDLC) and People of Colors Conference (PoCC) respectively in Indianapolis, IN. SDLC is an inclusive, multicultural, multiracial convention for high school student leaders, which features in-depth discussions on self-reflection, allyship, and community building. PoCC is a conference for educators, aiming to provide a safe environment to equip them with knowledge, skills, and experiences to improve diverse climate at their schools. I sat down at the Grand Ballroom in JW Marriott Indianapolis with 1,629 high school students from all across the world attending SDLC and there was a heavy silence. “If you identify as __, please stand up.” The kid sitting diagonally in front of me stood up—being one of the few out of the crowd. “Look at the ones standing with you, and the ones sitting down; reflect on the significance of both places.” Rodney Glasgow, one of the SDLC facilitators announced phlegmatically on stage during an activity called “Silent Movement.” The term was left blank because the infinite variations in the concept of diversity are not to be defined with any expression. The conference stressed that every individual varies in their own notion of the eight major social identifiers: gender, race, ethnicity, sexual orientation, family structure, socio-economic status, religion, age, and ability; thus identities and diversity are celebrated. The students were split up into groups of 75 to workshop on each of the social identifiers. The group of complete strangers was surprised when individuals
By Maggie Zhu were open and conversation turned out to be raw and personal, due to the supportive environment. “I have never felt happier to be gay.” Ryan from New York City said joyously to the group. Such positive remarks flooded every corner where discussions took place as the conference progressed. Microaggression was a term frequently used in the conference which scientifically defines various social injustices directed towards a target or minority: brief and common verbal, behavioral, or environmental indignities whether intentional or unintentional, that communicates hostile, derogatory, or negative insults towards people who have been historically marginalized. In other words, Microaggression is present in phrases such as “what do gay people think like,” or “what really are you.” “Knowing what it is makes you feel connected and substantiates the social phenomenon.” Satchell comments as she felt the topic was the most significant in her experience. The conference concluded as 1,629 students sat closely in a room shining in every aspects of humanity, leaving hardly any room for walking. Four lines were formed in the four directions of the room for a Quaker-style storytelling. Many had a heartwrenching past to share, and expressed their gratitude towards SDLC. Soon I found
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myself inside a storm of rage and tears, “Our world is so broken.” Andre from Missouri sat next to me and wept as a girl told a story of her life suffering in oppression. The reality is that people around the world are being discriminated against for being different, and are denied rights to simply be human. I question, what gives us the right to be ignorant and pretend everything is fine when peaceful protestors are brutally arrested by police? However, there are always two sides to a story; the pain turned into power. We stood up, all 1,629 of us, as a gesture of love to support every soul suffering unjustly and to protest all the ugliness against humanity. If there is any way to fix it, the hope lies in our generation’s hands. As a journalist, I often try to refrain myself from emotions; however, I felt immersed in an ever-so thick, strong, loving, bitterly young revolutionary tide brewing as the moon was down, and ready to explode in any second into a break of dawn where the world is repaired of all brokenness. As Rodney Glasgow said, “love itself is a revolutionary act; it is the love, the hope in the world, for which we still have the faith to fight.” I feel compelled to share this experience with the Berkshire community as I reflect back and forth inside the storm, before dawn.