This post is by member Marcus Croom.聽
A common technique for measuring change is to take a snapshot of something at one point (pre-) and examine it against another comparable snapshot taken at some later point (post-). As a newcomer to the CNV fellowship, I decided to create some early snapshots to which I can return at the end of this unique opportunity. My question: Who am I becoming through my fellowship with CNV? Following are three recalled snapshots that are important to me now. Toward the end of my fellowship, I鈥檇 like to revisit these snapshots and add new ones in order to document and describe my development. Because of my own interest in genre, I have thought about the genre I am using here and how to describe it. I regard this text as the opening episode of a micro-comparative memoir, a genre with at least two meaningfully comparative discourses. I create this genre to help me answer a significant question in my life.
Click: George Kamberelis emails me to introduce himself as my mentor and I鈥檓 geeked! I chose him as one of several potential mentors because his work focuses on philosophic issues, genre, and the nature and effects of different modes of classroom discourse. That’s exactly the kind of thinking partner I need for my work. Man, he鈥檚 published so much stuff! His CV is like a scroll. It seems like we are both in the field of literacy because our careers unexpectedly unfolded into literacy research. I think we might be able to relate through our less-affluent backgrounds and our less-traditional journeys into the field. We also share a background in religious studies. Hmm, he seems to be a White guy with convictions about racial justice. It鈥檚 always heartening to detect White folks who are not in racial darkness. George and I schedule a talk and we hangout via Google. He鈥檚 an intellectual heavyweight, yet he seems like such a cool guy. He鈥檚 already sharing ideas that are moving me forward in my thinking. Wow, George Kamberelis is my CNV mentor. This is going to be great!
Click: At our first CNV 2016鈥�18 cohort Fall Institute at the 起点传媒Annual Convention in Atlanta, each mentor and fellow shares their story. One-by-one we solo, with a full soul, to our caring choir of color. I realize that I鈥檓 more impressed with who these amazing people are than withtheir scholarship and accomplishments.
These mentors and fellows are uplifting people, people who are resolved to doing good work in the world. I鈥檓 awestruck by their generosity and transparency. In so many ways, our times have tested these women and men, yet as scholars, they have remained true to the good fight of justice.
As I collect the contours of these scholars鈥� particular experiences, I also realize the terror of choosing a career path that is routinely and stubbornly anti-egalitarian, unmeritocratic, and constrained by the racially White superordinate assumption. Note for readers: Don鈥檛 misunderstand, I already knew this. Each story we heard raised themes that were familiar to me. Understand that I鈥檝e been cross-training for an anti-Black world since at least Goldsboro High School (in North Carolina) and at each HBCU (Historically Black College or University) from which I have graduated. The terror did not come from surprise, rather from proximity. Notwithstanding all else, including Trump鈥檚 approaching presidency, here I am choosing our mentors鈥� well-worn journey: tenure-track professorship in a research-intensive institution. In this cohort moment, I feel like I鈥檓 standing in the hypogeum of higher education鈥檚 savage arena. In this close dialogue with the mentors of our cohort, I feel the weight of this savage arena鈥攚e all got next. Also close to me, though not present, are my beloved ones at home in Oak Park (Illinois). Come what may, and however I manage to navigate this savage arena, my path will impact my family鈥檚 future; including retiring my old student loans, retiring the soon-to-be mortgage of our second purchased house, and even retiring from the labor market altogether. As if I were nearing another African door of no return, I ask aloud, 鈥淲hat am I doing?鈥� Hearing me, George supportively looks on as another CNV mentor at our table replies in a sisterly tone, 鈥淭he right thing.鈥�
Click: I’m at the 起点传媒Annual Convention for the very first time because of CNV. I’ve heard about this conference and have wanted to go, but the LRA (Literacy Research Association) conference is the annual gathering for my field and AERA is THE research conference, so I’ve had to choose carefully which conferences to attend as a doc student. The struggle is real. Without CNV, I wouldn’t be here this week. Glancing at the program, the sessions at 起点传媒seem outstanding. I鈥檓 glad 起点传媒provided the conference schedule through an app, the same way that the International Conference on Urban Education also did two weeks ago. It鈥檚 so hard to pick sessions. Each of the sessions I found (using a keyword search for race) sound amazing.
Time for our (p. 29). Dang, I forgot to bring push-pins! Never mind, I鈥檓 good. There鈥檚 a brand new box of clear ones under the boards set up by the Convention Center. The questions and feedback mentioned during the poster session are so helpful. I鈥檝e gotta keep in touch with the folks who signed up for my contact list. I want to make the most of the network that CNV is offering me. By the time I graduate, I gotta have a job lined up. It looks like all of the fellows are having a great time and are connecting with a lot of passersby. After our CNV Poster Session, I head to (p.41) I’m liking, and learning from, the way one of the researchers used 鈥渞acial storylines.鈥� Good thing I got to hear this sister鈥檚 presentation. Oh my goodness: A high school classmate I haven鈥檛 seen in years and George were both in this session too! I didn鈥檛 even see them until we were walking out. I introduce my classmate to George, and the three of us stand talking for a few moments about the fiery exchanges we heard. My nine-nickel classmate, an English teacher in Atlanta, is singing at a gig in Stone Mountain tonight and she invites me to come. That鈥檚 wild鈥攚hat are the odds? Goldsboro is in the building, NCTE!
Debut: In Autumn, age 40 awaits. For now, an unsettling haze wafts between this last leg to commencement and my treasured definition of success. It hovers and occasionally wrinkles, making the specific steps I should take appear and disappear like drifting clouds. I wonder: Does it profit to have a better understanding of race or to develop racial literacies? Yes, this is significant, justice-minded work. But will my costly justice work profit聽(the university I work for, the schools I work with, the family I live for)? I don鈥檛 yet have the answers I want. Still urgently, at every possible moment, I move forward and work thoughtfully within my immediate clear view. When I must pause, I stand trusting. Make no mistake, I am not the trusting type. I鈥檓 learning to stand trusting at forced pauses because of defining moments that have left me no other choice. As it turns out, I am the situated captain of my fate. Remembering my peaks and valleys, I look back now and marvel with gratitude. I was brought this far by caring collaborators, helpful hardships, and immortal love. If it had not been for all that was on my side in this anti-Black world, where would I be? Now, with the added support of CNV, who am I becoming?
Marcus Croom is currently a doctoral candidate of Literacy, Language, and Culture at University of Illinois at Chicago. Within his broader interest in literacies and race, Croom鈥檚 research will continue to document teachers鈥� understandings of race and examine the influence these understandings may have on teacher efficacy, student identification, pedagogical reasoning, and teaching practices in literacy instruction.