This school is about 65-35 in favor whites but if the score was 50-50 and with more colored teachers then maybe it would tip the scale the other way, but if it gets to 35-65 in favor us then we got to start all over again to get it back on a even kiel.
We had a knifing on this subject on our block. It only makes us lose respect for school more and brings out more fuly words like nigger kike and spick which are not a good vocabullary.
The world is too complicated and my whole future is a mess. You should see our kitchen. Going to a different school is no use. Pairing us off like buddies in the water for swiming. Suppose you don't care for that type of a person, why should you sit with them? They just want their name in the papers.
Why are there no Puerto Rican teachers? Why is there no Puerto Rican President? (the G.O.) Or Principle? The answer is Integration!
Non whites
Also have rights
But not with fights.
People are inborn with hate for certain people and you can't force people to be more tolerant by legal laws, only by wishes. This country is a melting Pot with many opportunities to win respect from the class.
With the 'bomb' going up and our 'morals' going down what's all the fusst?
I think all whites blacks and browns and yellows should get together and intergrate against the reds (Commies) and pinkos.
The trouble starts with where we live and not where we go to school. I mean crumbly tennements.
G.D. (a Negro in our Home Room) was huging J.N. (a White on the stairs) and C.B. (a Porto Rican) with C.R. (a White). I don't mind but my parents are against it.
Intergration is a Big Joke, who they think they kidding? What about Jobs? As far as the Future, forget it!
God made us all alike inside. It's only the skin that counts. We can all try to look better in spite of obstickles. Some races are more thinner than others. That's where a teacher comes in, to make us feel equal by looking up to her. The above is my reason for being an English teacher.
It's not up to me, I have enough problems without it.
I have this colored friend Betty well, I never thought about it one way or the other until one day I went over her house for the first time and her father opened the door and I was surprized to see he was colored. Because, to me I was so used to her she always looked normal.
Compared to the school I came from which was Unintergrated it's like night & day here. We have teachers here that really try to teach you whenever they can and books they give out we can take home with us. And the classes in different rooms to go to, all the comforts of home.
If they just leave it up to kids it wouldn't even arise.