My mom told me a story once about a substitute teacher she had in high school. A privileged and educated man from the North, stood before a classroom of children in rural Georgia and, bitingly, remarked about how stupid they sounded.
“You’re so lazy, your tongues won’t even get up. Why do you speak like that?”
Entangled in this moment are the roots of tongues, of languages, of community, and of resistant histories. Read more here.
Performed at the A School, A Park graphic design program, 2018.