I’m white. I’ve never lived in the South. I’ve had a fairly comfortable, affluent life. Now I’m about to move to Louisiana and work in classrooms where it’s likely that the majority of students, if not all the students, will be black. Where the majority of the students, if not all the students, will know what it’s like to live in poverty.
This was the case when I tutored in classrooms in Chicago during college. Never once did I work with a student, or even glimpse a student, who was the same race I was. This never caused a problem, and I had good relationships with my students. Nevertheless, it would be foolish to assume that race means nothing, or that we should all pretend to be colorblind – because I did see how it could subtly change the dynamic between teachers and students.