Wednesday, March 20, 2019

Poetic Injustice

"If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?"

No. I rarely trust that the wick's flame is lit, and the candle sits next to me.

When trying not to hide the light that is inside the fire becomes internal.

Externally, these flowers you speak of are experiencing a slow, pesticidal death. As it's beauty unwillingly pleases others.

The candle which burns it's roots was once a glimpse of hope.

Do not turn the lights on; let me cool the flame before the flowers disappear. May they continue to bloom with the lights off, and when I am ready I shall awaken in the midst of the meadows; accepting all that comes with it:

Even the thorns, yes, especially the thorns. Then, God willing, I will be able to trust once more.

Friday, February 22, 2019

Durable

Mental depravity is where they'd rather have us be.
Jumping off of balconies; suicide, or alchemy.
Tough to use the latter as they sit and gather
all the information to write another tragedy.
That's not how it has to be. That's not how
we have to breath.
Survival: intellectually, half of me remains addicted to the savagery.
To sit and watch it happen would be blasphemy.

Friday, April 7, 2017

DeVos -- What About the Kids?

For those of you who do not know, I am a teacher by profession.  This school year I took a hiatus to finish my book, and to try my hand at something new: public health education, and policy work. Although the career was not meant for me, I did learn a lot about, and gain respect for, the importance of public health education, the corporate world, and, yes, politics.  I wish my old colleagues the best of luck, but I cannot wait to get back into the classroom, especially with the current educational system climate.  I know, crazy!  

With that being said, we, as adults, have heard a lot from our peers, the media, and other outlets on how we feel, or should feel, about the new Secretary of Education of the United States.  Betsy DeVos is now in charge of setting goals, and outcomes, for how schools, teachers, and the educational system, as a whole, runs.  She has the ability to suggest changes to curricula, and can work on implementing major education reform.  It has been noted that DeVos lacks the social, life, and professional experiences to be positively successful in her position.  We have had conversations about her thoughts on school choice, vouchers, charters, teacher unions, her failed attempts in Michigan, and the heavy opposition she gets from teachers in this country.  One thing that has not been discussed, by her or the rest of the United States, is what the nation's students think of her, and the time she has taken, if any, to get their input on what they want.  As an educator, I know the importance of student involvement when creating curriculum, and lesson plans.  There are many ways to involve students in those processes: personal reflection on student performance; finding out students' interests; know, want to know, and learned (KWL) charts; authenticity, and diagnostic and formative assessments.  

I like to think that I am an involved teacher, and I take my students' ideas, thoughts, and lives seriously.  So, about a month ago, I went to my old school, the Albany Free School in Albany, New York, and spoke to some of the students about our new Secretary of Education.  To get honest/unbiased input, because some students get their ideas from things they hear adults say, I did not mention the fact that I was talking about Betsy DeVos until the end of my last conversation.  To keep my awesome friends' identities private, I will not mention their names, or ages, but here is what they had to say...

Q: Do you think that a person from an area that is over 80% white (census.gov), attended private school for their entire school career, and sent their children to private school, knows what it takes to prevent you from being discriminated against, and that brown students, like you, get equal access to education?

A: Depends on who it is.  There was a [white] lady that always stood up for me when I got picked on before, but if she doesn't know anything about working in education, then no.  I won't trust her to make sure I get the same education as rich white kids.

Q: "How would you feel if someone with no teaching experience was in charge of making decisions for you and your friends' education?"

A: "I wouldn't like it.  Because they have no experience with anything..."  He continued on a mini rant about the importance of having big decision makers with a lot of experience.

Q: If the person in charge of your, and your friends', mental and social growth, and the U.S. education system, was known to be a part of anti-LGBTQ efforts, what would you say to them?  Do you think they would have everyone's best interest in mind?

A: "First of all, why is this asshole running our education system?  The fact that you are yourself means you can't go to the bathroom at school?  Not letting people go to the bathroom should be a serious crime.  The fact that they are in charge is sad, and scary.  No, they don't have everyone's best interest in mind!" 

Q: [Your older brothers] attend public school, and are loving it.  If all the money used to fund their schools, how do you all think that would affect them?  How would you all feel for your brothers and their friends?

A: "That's messed up.  Especially if it's in a place with poverty."
A: "What if parents can't afford it?  My brother couldn't go to school."
The conversation continued on, and they spoke about how much their brothers love school, the friends they have made in their freshman year, and how they love playing sports for their schools. One of the students actually brought up another important thing on his own; the possibility of many students losing free breakfast and lunch (an effort that DeVos supports).  He said, "some students would never eat because they can't eat much at home.  It's great that they provide free breakfast and lunch!"

Q: Do you think going to college is the only way you can be successful in America?

A: "No, you can be successful, but you just won't be able to have some careers.  People get famous from YouTube and music, and some people start businesses." 

Q: If I was a billionaire, and you weren't, and we were both trying to chair a council meeting (how the Free School handles social, physical, and many other issues; using Robert's Rules of Order), how would you feel if I paid people to vote for me?

A: "NO, if you pay people it doesn't necessarily mean they like you, or think you're the best to chair, they just like your money."

I heard from many students, and they answered many questions, but these are some of the ones that stick out to me the most.  This is just an example of what students think of Betsy DeVos, but, besides pointing out the obvious fact that she is unfit for her position, I wanted to drive home the point that she does not consider the young minds, like these, that she regulates.  We want better, but more importantly, they want better, and know they deserve better.  They may not understand politics, but they understand fair, freedom, and the importance of an experience lead education system.

 I wanted to ask one more question, but couldn't find the right candidate to answer it.  If you know, and have a personal relationship with, a school aged atheist, can you please ask them this question, and leave their reply in the comment section... "As an atheist, how would you feel is someone told you that the mission of education is to advance God's kingdom?"

LINKS!:   
Check out the Albany Free School

My book, Doing Not Dreaming, is now available at Create Space, Amazon, and Barnes & Noble! *Please review it, on amazon or BN, if you read it.  Honest opinions are appreciated.*  

Another education centered article I wrote a couple of years ago entitled, Common Core Creating Common People

Lastly, like Christian Matthew on Facebook!

        

Wednesday, February 22, 2017

Alliteration Assassination

Pushing these pages like pedals.
Pursuing this passion with purpose.
Preacher preacher turned teacher,
trippy hippie get the people tipsy
on consciousness. Carving crafts like
Gepetto. More like black Jesus; turning water
into gin and juice, bringing joyous jubilance.

Catch it: massa' couldn't kill King Kunta.
Body's by the bushes, but his soul survived.
Subsiding. See the Sultan, hailing from the east,
establishing everyone against the establishment.
Why can't we be we when we want to be? Let
me be me, but Kendrick said this ish ain't free.
Ken Griffey in the outfield - hope you caught it.

Murderous minds don't mind miners diggin'
holes. Make moves, not noise. Doing Not
Dreaming is the motto. Going to need more than
shovels to hush the underground shuttle. Harriet
had heart. Her and abolitionists granted this kid's
Christmas wish. Or Kwanzaa. 'Cause some say the
first noel was nothing, but a spell - propaganda to
poison the people.

No matter your thoughts. Just gather your thoughts.
"They hid truth in what they taught." Less killing,
more competence. Referring to knowledge when I
speak of Negroes knocking on the nation's notions
with nines.


MY BOOK IS NOW AVAILABLE ON CREATESPACE! COMING TO AMAZON NEXT WEEK!
Doing Not Dreaming by Christian Matthew

Monday, February 6, 2017

Spoken Truth 248 Review


The highly anticipated Spoken Truth 248 is finally here, and it was well worth the wait!  The Spanish Town immigrant, turned Maryland prodigy, H.S. Flamez teams up with dynamic producer, J. Cayo, to deliver an album that tells a story of pain, growth, faith, and perseverance.  Flamez’ unique flow blended with the classic, yet innovative sound of Cayo instrumentals, make for an auditory experience like none other.

In the Intro, Flamez introduces us to himself.  With the fluid flow, but hard hitting lyrics, followed by a genuine spoken word piece, we are allowed a glimpse of the artist’s heart and ambition.  A perfect setup for the title track, and a banger at that, Spoken Truth 248.  This is where Flamez proves to us that eight plus years of dedication brings about pure and passionate art.  We are also blessed to hear Cayo’s debut as an MC; as he steps from behind the production and into the recording booth.  Will we hear more from him in the future?  I hope so.

Boxing Day is a perfect mixture of raw lyrics on a gritty instrumental.  Flamez sticks to his roots with this one, giving us a Jamrock vibe as he displays his vocals on the hook.  Speaking of vocals, let’s move on to Yours Truly.  Flamez brings along J. Taylor, a prolific 124 R&B singer, as he shows us a different side of him.  Fellas, this is that one song that makes you think about that special someone, or the one that got away.  Not only does the track put you in a “you up” text type of mood, but leaves you wondering when J.T. is going to drop a project of his own.
Diary Of A Dreamer and God Testing are two tracks in the same.  One makes you reminisce about the hard times, while the other motivates you to get up and use those hard times as motivation to grind harder.  In Diary Of A Dreamer, Flamez digs deep into the depths of his hardest trials and tribulations while Cayo’s samples sooth us.  As he states, he is “a man with a message,” and takes us to parts of his life, agony, and Montgomery County, Maryland that many may not know.  God Testing, another banger, is Flamez’ ode to the deuce.  He brings about encouragement to his brothers of 124.  Reminding us all that there is hope at the end of every dark tunnel.  The track features the 124 coke baby, Oweez The Chef, and that in itself says a lot about the track.  Light one up to this as you sit back and think about your next big move.

Overall, this album is one that is needed in today’s social climate.  H.S. Flamez and J. Cayo give us more than expected, while giving us everything that we needed.  To know that they can only get better makes me want them to release another project as soon as possible.  Knowing them, they’re probably back in the studio already.  If they aren’t, I hope they get back to it soon because we can’t wait another eight years for a second project.

Below you can watch the Spoken Truth 248 Introduction, the Boxing Day music video, and the soundcloud link to the album. Also, make sure to check out the official Spoken Truth 248 website.

~Bless Up~




"Introduction To #SpokenTruth248" Directed by SLan




Boxing Day x Spoken Truth 248





Saturday, November 21, 2015

Dreaming, Not Doing

Since I've last posted I've failed to reach my summer reading goal by two books, written no sort of poetry, or prose, and have thought nothing of the program that I want to start within the next five years. This post isn't a pity post, it's more of a confessional. I've done everything that this blog was supposed to help me not to do. I've become a complacent and ordinary human being. That may be okay with some, but my closest friends and family will not allow that of me and I won't allow that of them. That's just the culture that we have built and maintained since as far back as I can remember. For that, I'm sorry and won't allow it to happen again.
I got the idea for this post while group chatting with a couple of my brothers. One of them challenged us by sending us a picture of him working on his goals. This afternoon he sent us another one that said, "grinding while you sleep." It was 12pm and I wasn't asleep, but I did feel the need to accept his challenge and match it, if not, raise the bar. This is something that we used to do all the time and have gotten away from, but that has to change.
A lot of people may think that I've reached my goals and they aren't wrong for thinking that. I've recently received my diploma and have been teaching (something I've always set out on doing) since September. Yes, that's great *pats self on the back*, but it's also become a problem for me. I've allowed my job to become an excuse instead of using it as motivation to work harder for other goals. Stress and tiredness are real, but they aren't excuses. My teaching career has gotten off to a great start and I wouldn't want to be doing anything else, as far as work goes, at this point in my life, but I'm not done. Teaching won't write my book for me and an early literacy program won't just spring from it either. It can be a big help, but it won't mean anything if I'm constantly in a mundane, I'm tired, woe is me sort of mood everyday when I get home from work.
So, this post is to tell you all that I'm back and ready to grind. I'm willing to lose sleep over getting what I want and what I know I'm on this earth to do. I am giving you all permission to call me out, and hold me accountable, if I don't post at least twice a month from here on out. I will also be starting my book very soon, so if I respond with a lame excuse, like being tired from teaching, that has nothing to do with writing/planning for my book, or literacy program, than tell me I'm lame or something insulting to light a fire under my butt again. This past week I've been working on a CNF (creative nonfiction) piece that I would like to share with you all within the next few days. It's transparent and involves things from my life and the life of people that I love that may be tough to read for some, but I had to do it for me. It's probably going to be the longest piece that I share on here for a while, with me starting my book soon, but the posts won't be spaced out months apart like this one and my last.
With that said, everyone keep grinding and remember that one goal being reached doesn't mean all goals are reached. My mom is in her fifties and is getting ready to start writing a book and thinking about going to school, so don't tell me that you can't make things happen! -- that one was for me to be honest. For those that want to keep me accountable, feel free to comment on my posts or email me - see.harris31@gmail.com

-See Harris

Thursday, June 25, 2015

I Believe In You

We judge cultures, ethnicities, upbringings, etc.  We’re born into our circumstances; we don’t choose them.  Later, some choose the wrong path, but we don’t encourage them.  Why not?  We’re all humans and deserve the opportunity to be loved, trusted, great; especially when we are “undeserving.”  I’ve been written off before.  At times I just needed someone to believe in me.  It would’ve changed my life.  This is why I believe in people.
            I’m from a black, single parent home, raised in a government housing project until we received a housing voucher.  Mom built an amazing façade.  My sister and I didn’t notice our deprivations until we got scholarships for private school.  Us: black, impoverished, hand-me-downs, silver Volvo that had to be jumpstarted.  Then we were carless until the Stacks gave us the gold Saturn (God bless them).  The list continues.  Them: majority white, shiny Beemers, children of lawyers, doctors, etc.  It was/is the epitome of k-8 education, but there, I was a statistic.  They said I had learning disabilities and issues that they, apparently, didn’t want to deal with.  A place that, later, became a safe haven for me decided that I wasn’t worth it.  I was different, but at ten I didn’t know how to express that.  I needed someone to believe in me.
Expelled in the fifth grade, parents split, poor black kid in a rich, white county.  I felt hopeless.  At 16, I attended the church I was raised in.  I should’ve found hope there, right?  I got involved in ministry, changing the lives of others and myself.  Rebuilt friendships, made new ones, found mentors, became a mentor.  I faced obstacles and didn’t deal with them properly, like most young adults.  Instead of refuge, I encountered judgment and condemnation.  I grew there, but it’s oxymoronic that I conquered depression, anger and addiction after I left.  I believed in and trusted you all, why couldn’t you do the same?
Now, people express their belief in me.  Some have been around for my entire life, but were too busy to carry me along.  But that’s not what I needed.  I needed someone like my grandfather, but closer than a ten-hour drive.  I needed my mom to be transparent and prove that scars aren’t handicaps.  I needed a school head that didn’t make me feel crazier than the kid who ran away from school every week.  I needed mentors to not just fight spiritually, but physically, even when I made it impossible.  Because of my experiences, it’s important for me to spread worth.  “I believe in you” may never be spoken, but the message will be conveyed.  Little black children, I believe in you.  Those who are told they aren’t smart because they don’t test well, I believe in you.  You are smart.  Inner city children, I believe in you.  Homeless man, I believe in you.  Convicted felon, I believe in you.  The person who has never been told that they can, and will, be great; I believe in you.