The Missed Education of “Papa
Excerpted from—
Crisis In The
Village: Restoring Hope in African American Communities by Robert M.
Franklin (Fortress Press 2007; Pages 179–180)
Due to the criminalization of
African American learning, people who sought literacy by surreptitious means
also risked extreme torture and threat.
One of the most heart-rending stories I have heard comes from the
extraordinary testimonies of slaves recorded by the Federal Writers’ Project in
the early 1930s.1
This is the testimony of Tonea Stewart:
When I was a little girl about five or six years old, I used
to sit on the garret, the front porch.
In the Mississippi Delta the front porch is called the garret. I listened to my Papa Dallas. He was blind and had these ugly scars around
his eyes. One day, I asked Papa Dallas
what happened to his eyes.
“Well Daughter,” he answered, “when I was mighty young, just
about your age. I used to steal away
under a big oak tree and I tried to learn my alphabets so that I could learn to
read my Bible. But one day the overseer
caught me and he drug me out on the plantation and he
called out for all the field hands. And
he turned to ‘em and said, ‘Let this be a lesson to
all of you darkies. You ain’t got no right to learn to
read!’ And then daughter, he whooped me,
and he whooped me, and he whooped me.
And daughter, as if that wasn’t enough, he turned around and he burned
my eyes out!”
At that instant, I began to cry. The tears were streaming down my cheeks,
meeting under my chin. But he cautioned,
“Don’t you cry for me now, daughter. Now
you listen to me. I want you to promise
me one thing. Promise me that you gonna
pick up every book you can and you gonna read it form
cover to cover. You see, today daughter, ain’t
nobody gonna whip you or burn your eyes out because
you want to learn to read. Promise me
that you gonna go all the way through school, as far
as you can. And one more thing, I want
you to promise me that you gonna tell all the
children my story.”
Pappa Dallas survived slavery and I, I
kept my promise. I’m now a university
professor, Ph.D., and an actress. He and
many others deserve to have their story told.2 (Emphasis Franklin’s)
Papa
1 Ira
2 Ibid., 281.
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