Thursday, February 2, 2017

A Piece of Chalk


Published Jan. 25, 2017 in Tulare County's Foothills Sun-Gazette

     There’s a scene in the movie “Hidden Figures” that snagged my mind Sunday and wouldn’t let go.  I think it helps us see why this film is important now, not just as a document of race and gender inequalities in the 1960’s, but as a statement of how change occurs.  I think this perspective could help us as we face the intent of the new folks in Washington to roll back many advances in social justice we have made over the last 50 years.
 

     The scene happens twice, doubling our ability to see its significance.  It is the handing-over of a piece of chalk from an authority figure to an underling, and it’s actually an invitation to equality.  The underling is the main character, Katherine Johnson, a heroine, really:  a black female rocket-science mathematician (literally and figuratively) who persists despite society’s inability to recognize her skills.  The first person to make the offer is a black, male professor; the second is her white male boss at NASA.  Both times the gesture is saying “Maybe you have something to teach us.  Show us what you can do.”
 

     And show them she does.  Cheers went up in the audience both times, I think because she demonstrated the falsity of their reasons for doubt.  She demonstrated that the box they’d been thinking in was wet cardboard.  But she also triumphed over self-doubt, the kind inflicted on most of us, even white males, which is really why we cheered.  With little hesitation she took the chalk and worked out equations no one else in the room could do.  Then, with no arrogance, she stood aside and let her answers sink in.  All of them.
 

     I am sure the piece of chalk had special significance for me, a Boomer: growing up with black, then green chalkboards, I could feel the cool smoothness and smell the dust as the white stick changed hands in the film.  I loved the chalkboard as a place to work, and even more, to have my work seen.  I envied the teachers’ freedom to write there, even as I loved following their thought processes flowing onto the wall before our eyes.  I could imagine Katherine’s excitement (and potentially, intimidation) at being offered that piece of chalk, that chance to go to the blackboard and stand in the spot of one who knows.
 

     The whole film is full of similar teaching moments, as two other black women run the gamut alongside Katherine, gaining ground.  And I think the film issues a challenge to all of us, no matter which side of the social divide we sit. 

 

     To the underlings it says “Be brave.  Make your case, and when you can do so, make it in ways that have some hope of being heard.” 

 

     To people with some authority and power, the message is permeability.  The rules are not set in stone, and even where they are, the mortar holding them together has a short shelf-life.  Reason has power over rigidity; hearts need only the tiniest jumping-off places to take wing.  You can be part of the solution no matter what part of the problem you’re representing.
 

     There is much we can do, no matter how high or impenetrable a wall they try to build around this country, and it will come by exerting our humanity.  A “yes” here, a “maybe” there, a chance to learn or work, an extension of time on repayment, a buck for gas, an extra sweater – there is no limit on how we can help each other experience our personhood more fully.  

 

     As we dig into the task ahead, I think we can find ways to extend equality to each other in simple things, like handing someone a piece of chalk.

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Trudy Wischemann is a remedial writer and researcher who was supposed to be a teacher when she grew up.  You can send her your chalkboard reveries c/o P.O. Box 1374, Lindsay CA 93247 or leave a comment below.

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