Sarai Pridgen had just gotten home from debate practice on Monday evening when she opened her laptop to find her Facebook feed flooded with stories about a staggering statistic: only seven black students had been admitted into Stuyvesant High School , out of spots. Sarai said she felt sickened by the statistic — yet unsurprised. A year-old sophomore, she is one of just 29 black students out of about 3, teenagers at Stuyvesant. New York is being roiled by a fight over the future of its selective schools, but at Stuyvesant, the admission statistics were especially piercing. For students, it is hard enough being a teenager, balancing grades and homework with social pressures and a barrage of Instagram Stories. They reflected on their shared sense of alienation.
T erry Anderson is angry. Now, however, as new waves of immigration inundate historically African-American neighborhoods, black opinion is hardening against the influx. B lack unease about immigration goes back a long way. In the s, former slave Frederick Douglass warned that immigrants were displacing free blacks in the labor market. Twenty-five years later, Booker T. But the s brought a big change in the views of black political leaders, especially after President Lyndon B. Johnson and congressional supporters of liberalizing immigration claimed the mantle of the civil rights movement for their reforms, which became law in and resulted in a 60 percent increase in legal immigration over the subsequent decade.
Black, Hispanic students arrested after race-based fight
Police arrested six students at Streamwood High School on Tuesday, after a race-related fight broke out among them. No one was seriously injured, but one student did have a bloody lip. From CBS It was unclear how many students were involved in the fight.
When I pick my son up at the library, he is standing in front of a blonde girl. As I move closer, I hear them talking, laughing, flirting in that awkward early-teen way. She clearly likes my son, and I can see him basking in the attention. I admit to some motherly pride that someone besides his grandmothers and me recognizes his attractiveness. But, at the same time, I start to watch the door.