Welcoming All Readers to the Table
I, too sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh, And eat well, And grow strong. - from I, Too by Langston Hughes It's two days until Thanksgiving. Students in my classes are beyond ready to go, off to families; off to meals of golden turkey, mashed potatoes with pools of yellow butter, and smooth, cinnamon-sprinkled pumpkin pie; off to sleep in. As I think about my own family traditions at Thanksgiving, it's the table that comes to mind first. The good china, dusted off and laid carefully on quilted place mats. Candles flickering and casting golden light around the room. And the people, everyone I love gathering close. The table in my family is a place of belonging, a place where everyone has a voice in the conversation, where everyone is valued because they are there. Langston Hughes' poem is a strong reminder that this is not always the case. In so many ways in our country today, pe