My Journey Into Being Woke: 10 Critical Race Student's Final Exam Responses
Student 1 My journey to becoming woke is a story filled with internal conflict, a racial tug-of- war on who I am as a person. Born to my white mother and black father I never really had a sense of who I was racially. I spent the majority of my childhood bouncing from house to house as a result of poor money and even worse money management. My parents split when I was very young, setting the racial tug-of-war into motion. From the moment my parents split I began to spend the week with my mom in various homes in suburban neighborhoods and the weekends with my father in his childhood home, smack dab in the middle of the ghetto. Things only became more complicated when I enrolled in a private school education. I would spend the weekend with my father, playing with my black friends in the neighborhood and learning about their lifestyles in the process. Then I would go back to my mom’s and be surrounded by my white friends and teachers, sticking out like a sore thumb. I was pe