Why Is Discomfort Required?

the afternoon and night before, so he not only missed class in the afternoon but also was up until past midnight before he even began studying for the algebra test. “It’s hopeless,” thought Jeff. “Boomer’s right; I’m a loser.” When the tests were handed out, Jeff grew anxious, then angry. “What’s the matter?” asked Mr. Boomer. “If you really wanted any help, you could have come by after school yesterday.” Rather than explain that he was working to help his mom, Jeff threw the test on the floor. “To the office!” shouted Mr. Boomer. And with that, Jeff walked out of the classroom and the building, not knowing if he would return. Although the principal had been concerned that almost all the students Mr. Boomer disciplined and failed were African American, the teacher insisted he was in the right. “That kid was out of control!” said Mr. Boomer. “And I’ve got witnesses! That kid needs to be out of here.” Some other teachers backed Mr. Boomer, telling the principal that to allow Jeff back in class would just be playing favorites.

Discussion questions: What should the principal do? What advice can you offer to Jeff? Should Mr . Boomer give Jeff another chance?

Asking for Help

Charmaine and Patrice were best friends. They had sleepovers almost every weekend and confided in each other about boyfriends. They had pretty good relationships, at least for high school juniors, with their parents. Patrice loved that Charmaine’s family accepted her and loved the music when she visited their church, an African Methodist Episcopal church in which Charmaine’s parents were leaders. Patrice knew that Charmaine was really smart, as Charmaine would help her with mathematics homework and explain things on the internet that were more difficult for Patrice to understand. But Patrice couldn’t understand why Charmaine was failing biology. The teacher, Ms. Porter, was nice enough, and whenever Patrice was having trouble in class, she would always go to Ms. Porter after school and ask for help. “Just keep coming,” Ms. Porter assured Patrice, “and you’ll do just fine in this class.” Patrice confronted Charmaine and asked, “Why don’t you come with me? Porter’s not a pushover, but she’s OK—she’ll help you.” “I don’t need to ask for help,” replied Charmaine. “I’ve got this far on my