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Toni Morrison Was the Brave and Honest Storyteller of Our Vexed History

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Toni Morrison Was the Brave and Honest Storyteller of Our Vexed History

Toni Morrison Was the Brave and Honest Storyteller of Our Vexed History

As a high school English teacher, I had the privilege of teaching Toni Morrison’s Beloved,” a novel I’ve read and taught time and again, and one that never fails to overwhelm with awe, silence and turmoil.

Towards the middle of the novel, Sethe, a runaway slave, is found by her former master. Rather than see her children be taken into slavery, Sethe kills one of her children, a daughter.

I choose to read the scene out loud to students, the classroom resonating with images of baby’s blood, fear, horror and despair. We argue over Sethe’s love for her children, a love that gave her the strength, if indeed it was strength, to draw the teeth of a saw along the throat of her babe. 

I’ve done this for years. Dozens of students have visited school after they’ve graduated and have recalled this specific read-aloud as one of the most powerful moments in their high school education.

And time and again, my students, almost all of whom are Black, say things like, “I knew about slavery, but I didn’t know about slavery.” And their eyes water.

This specific read-aloud moment came to mind as I learned of Toni Morrison’s passing. She was a national treasure and a literary giant; she was our greatest teacher regarding how we might teach the hardest lessons of our tragic history. 

Teaching Hard History

According to “Teaching Hard History: American Slavery,” a report by the Southern Poverty Law Center, nearly 90% of teachers say “teaching and learning about slavery is essential to understanding American history.” But it also notes that many teachers feel uncomfortable teaching slavery and don’t find their existing curricular materials or their state’s standards to be much help. Specifically, the lessons in current textbooks and standards present “focus on politics and economics, which means focusing on the actions and experiences of White people.”

I, thankfully, didn’t teach “Beloved” during my first year of teaching. That would have been a disaster. Teaching this history, particularly as a White educator, requires deep introspection, reckoning and the humility to ask for support. I am blessed to be surrounded by colleagues of color who were, and are, patient with my ignorance and naïveté and take the time to educate me, something that they surely do not have to do.

I had to think about how to present “Beloved,” its story and its history in a meaningful way that not only honored the power of Morrison’s work, but also honored the very real people who not only experienced the dehumanization of slavery, but sought myriad ways to demonstrate and protect their humanity.  Further, I had to teach the story in a way that also acknowledged the generations who came after, including today’s, who continue to feel the effects of 400 years of chattel slavery right here in the “Land of the Free.”

I supplement Morrison’s words and her characters with sepia-toned images of slavery in the United States. We read of Sethe’s chokecherry tree of scars along her back, and then sit in silence facing the undeniable realness of a slave named Gordon. We read of Paul D, a friend of Sethe’s, being punished by his slave master by being forced to wear a bit in his mouth, and then face the shocking image of spiked collars that were used to punish real people right here in America.

The most important stories in history can be diluted by statistics and impersonal, omniscient narratives spoken from a birds-eye view from up on high. To teach this history, to tell this story, I had to bring it back down to earth and focus on a single truth—these were people. This happened here. This is our past, and it is inextricably connected to our present. This is us.

When I read the notification on my phone that Toni Morrison had died, I nearly drove off the road. It was immediately clear that we had lost a titan—a defining American voice; one that had the courage to sing of America’s blood-stained hands with a passion, beauty and an unflinching realism unparalleled in American literature.

Less than an hour later, the texts rolled in; texts from former students recalling memories of reading “Beloved” and “The Bluest Eye” and “Recitatif” in my classroom; expressions of gratitude for exposing them to such challenging and necessary works.

Morrison’s works serve to awaken our national amnesia, forcing us to re-remember scenes of intense violence, brutality, horror and, yes, love. It is up to us as educators to pass these words to our students, to equip ourselves with the skills to do her words justice. For, as Morrison told us, cryptically as ever, these are not the stories to pass on.

A version of this post originally appeared on Philly’s 7th Ward as Teaching Hard Lessons: American Schools’ Avoidane Of Slavery.

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