I became a tortoise teacher. I stuck my head out of my room when my class entered my classroom and when they exited my classroom. Otherwise, my classroom stayed locked. The young man's pants were ripped from A to Z. He sat in front of me and refused to close his legs. God wanted me to tell the world that Mississippi White educators were no longer the solely responsible for the inadequate education that poor Black students received. He wanted the world to know that African Americans educators and administrators had failed to properly educate and discipline His children. And, He wanted the world to know that sound education is not dependent upon dollars but upon dedication.
