Saturday, April 26, 2014

The Struggle is Real....

In a rare twist of events, I went to dinner last night with some friends from CPS (Chicago public schools) that I used to work with in OSI (office of school improvement)  All in different roles and places throughout CPS now– an assistant principal, a ITS manager, an interim deputy chief,  a network data strategist , a principal, and me, a teacher.  It was so good to catch up on babies and new houses, on gossip and wine, but most importantly to hear the good work everyone is doing for a school district that everyone loves to hate, but I am damn proud to work for.  Every department I have worked for in CPS I have been proud of the work and the people I work with – from grants management at the helm of Dr. Kayleen Irizarry, to OSI led by Dr. Donald Fraynd,  to Al Raby HS under the leadership of Dr. Femi Skanes, and of course, my current position as resident teacher in the Chicago Teacher Residency in the AUSL network under the leadership of  Dr. Donald Feinstein and Dr. Jarvis Sanford.  

In addition to the leadership, the people I serve with are no joke either.  In my current role, my mentor Keviyona Ray is beyond committed to the cause, my cohort 043, I couldn't be prouder to be among such amazing individuals, and the teachers and admin at Johnson Elementary.   My time in OSI was time spent among some of the most devoted, loyal people  I have ever met…Randel Josserand, Kelly Weiss, Gavin Doughty, Alfonso Tapia, Ellen Kennedy, Leigh Anne Larsen.  Al Raby HS, the single biggest blessing in my career so far - being able to work with people like Coach D, Jessica Johnson, Meyer Reynolds, Chinelle Burrage, Joemeika Davis, Kristen Yenior, Chloe Bentley, Brandon Draper and my work husband/brother - Jamal Little.  …. And my start at CPS in Grants with my manager, Heather Wendell and our grants “dream team” – Guido Volpe, Emilia Badrov, Tabatha Koylass and Leonore Draper.   

So to wake up this morning and read the Tribune Police blotter, as I always do to check on my kids and their neighborhoods, to come across a name I know, was a nightmare come true.

Leonore Draper aka “Lee” was one of the funniest, kindest, most determined women I knew.  She was one of the first people I met at CPS.  She was charged with showing me the ropes in Grants Management.  She let me tag along for lunch when I knew no one, and introduced me to all the people I needed to know to get work done as I took over the IDEA grants from her so she could move on to other grant work.  She made the work place fun, and had this insane sense of humor that almost made you laugh every time you looked at her.   From our Friday dances, to listening in to crazy co-workers on the other side of the wall, it was good to be in the trenches with her.  She was real.  She went so far beyond serving  at CPS as well.  A girl scout leader, a crusader for MS on behalf of her loving husband Jason, and a proponent and supporter or Project Orange Tree the youth anti-violence group formed in response to Hadiya Pendleton’s death.  In fact she was coming home from an event for this cause when she was shot and killed.  Lee.  A real friend.  A real person.  Doing real work. She’s gone.   Shot in a drive by, in front of her damn house, coming home from an anti-violence charity event.  Yes.  I am f*cking mad.

We are mandated to live in Chicago if we want to work at CPS. Lee and her husband Jason had bought a home in  the west Pullman neighborhood  just 3 years ago or so.  She was so proud.  Her house warming was an all out party.  And now, she’s gone.  Why?  Was it a mistaken identity, or a shot at someone behind her car that ran, or did Lee have the balls to say something to one of the god damn punks in her neighborhood that posted on a corner and now they were pissed?  She was like that, you know.  She stood up for stuff.   

Lee’s death will not be in vain.  For me at least, it will push me to reach deeper, every time I look into those blank, dark eyes of a child who tells me he doesn’t care, and find something for him to live for besides the streets.  I will push parents hard, I won’t accept, “I can’t do anything with him” as a response.  I will RTI early and often.  I will not forget that difference we can make with our words which may be the difference between pushing a kid TOWARDS the streets or pulling him in another direction.   I will not be angry at the kids I know who are in gangs, but preach what is real and what they can be- beyond the streets.  Someone gave up on the kid that shot Leonore Draper along the way.  I won’t be that person.  Her death will not be in vain. And to the city of Chicago, I hope to God, this become the catalyst you finally need to grow a set and recognize we cannot handle this problem alone anymore.  We need help.  Innocent people are dying every day.  Kids are dying every day.  

Taken too soon.  RIP Lee.  #stoptheviolence  #justiceforleonore