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The Talented Tenth Predicament: College Ain't For Everybody





The Talented Tenth Predicament

"The tenth man, with superior natural endowments, symmetrically trained and highly developed, may become a mightier influence, a greater inspiration to others than all the other nine, or nine times nine like them.”

      - Henry Lyman Morehouse

We are all familiar with the “Talented Tenth”, a term that describes the top ten percent of the Black population, men more specifically. These were the Black men who, after slavery, were going to spearhead an educational movement. These men were going to help propel the Black race beyond the mental shackles of slavery, and create sustainable communities, all by acquiring formal education. The men of the Talented Tenth were supposed to be the leaders, organize the other 90%, and use all of our mental and financial resources to create a foundation for the future. What happened? Where did the disconnect occur?

Booker T. Washington and W.E.B. Du Bois. Two men, two different philosophies, one mission. Du Bois was under the premise that formal education would push the Negro forward, while Washington was of the mindset that trades and skills would be necessary to sustain communities. Instead of the two men working together, there was a rumored war of ideals. Which leads us to 2018.

I spoke with an old high school friend the other day, in reference to creating alternative programs for children and parents of color, which focused on the underrepresentation of Black men in certain trades. We discussed the constant push for children to go to college, while there are “others” who create environments conducive to skills and trades, as well as college, for their children. Having said that, many Black parents push their children to college, under the assumption that without a degree, the child has very limited options (a fry cook, if you will). We are the products of Du Bois and Washington’s alleged feud, where the Talented Tenth is perceived as “bougie” and unable to relate to the other ninety percent. We are the products of an alleged feud that seeks to put classes within the Black Community, dividing us into the Have Nots and the Have Nots. We are unable to support the black plumber, the black lawyer, or the black doctor, due to the rift that was designed to divide and conquer us for years. It has trickled down through the generations, where we are unable to fully relate to one another, and combine our skills and talents to create viable businesses within our communities.

What does this have to do with education? Simply put, stop forcing our children into college. Don’t get me wrong, I am an advocate of formal education. I loved my collegiate experience and am happy to use my degrees to create a life for my daughter and me, as well as create change within my community. However, college ain’t for everybody. Pay attention to the trends in education, and what demographics are heavily influenced by said changes. There are limited schools in Baltimore City that focus on welding, plumbing, HVAC, carpentry, and the like. There is no push for young black men to learn how to lay pipe, yet there is a huge construction boom in the city. How can a city that is developing real estate at exponential rates not prepare the youth for the current and future job market? With career fields marred by historical racism, it is a wonder that Black educators are simply not taking the school system to task. Every little boy does not have the intelligence to be a medical doctor. Before you jump on me, think about that statement, and make it personal. Do YOU have the intelligence to be a medical doctor? I sure don’t. Our very offense by that statement is marked by years of being force fed the myth of intellectual inferiority, to the point we push our children to excel within the Du Bois Box, rather than flourish in the freedom Washington provides.

That little boy in class who loves the block center, encourage that love, by showing him how mathematics and reading are necessary to be a carpenter. I bet he’ll pay attention to that horrible, cookie-cutter lesson, and have less behavior problems. That little girl who redecorates the housekeeping area every single day? Why not teach her the skills of sewing and spatial concepts, and using them to be an interior designer or fashion designer? All areas where Black people are still being marginalized and unwanted. College is beautiful, but it forces our children to live within the constraints of a certain type of intelligence, although research shows us otherwise. We are forcing our children to compete within the Talented Tenth, leaving the other 90% of us to fight for limited resources, with limited opportunities, with an abundance of untapped gifts and talents. So, the next time Little Daquan needs to learn measurements, but rather play with blocks, tap into that gift. Our future depends on it.




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