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Here’s Why Teaching Boys Not to Hit Girls Is Only Half Right

By on Sep 9, 2014 | 25 comments

Domestic violence is front and center again as news of former Baltimore Ravens star Ray Rice’s indefinite suspension from the NFL made national headlines. And like many things in the media today, this affects our boys. In case you haven’t been following the story, Rice was let go by the Ravens and put on ice by the league after TMZ release surveillance footage of the former player brutally attacking his then-fiancé. In the video, Rice is seen punching  Janay Palmer, now his wife, in a hotel elevator. After she is hit, Palmer strikes her head on a railing and is knocked unconscious for several minutes while Rice stares down at her nonchalantly. Although video of Rice dragging Palmer’s lifeless body out of the elevator leaked almost six months ago, the whole ordeal just hit the fan with the release of the video of the actual attack. While many have debated who is to blame for the assault (yes, seriously), others have used this as a teachable moment about domestic violence. The White House chimed in with press secretary Josh Earnest issuing a statement about Rice: “The president is the father of two daughters. And like any American, he believes that domestic violence is contemptible and unacceptable in a civilized society,” the released said. “Hitting a woman is not something a real man does, and that’s true whether or not an act of violence happens in the public eye, or, far too often, behind closed doors. Stopping domestic violence is something that’s bigger than football – and all of us have a responsibility to put a stop to it.” While the statement is a strong rebuke of violence against women, it’s also very questionable. Here’s why: Firstly, the phrase “a real man” is extremely loaded. Notions of masculinity can be awfully limiting, particularly for boys of color, where far too often the definition of  “a real man” is one fraught with hyper-masculine, hyper-sexual, and oft times misogynistic ideals. For instance, far too many young boys are taught that “real men” don’t cry, they don’t show weakness, they aren’t vulnerable, and above all else, they’re tough. This has led too many of our boys to assert their “manliness” in unhealthy, and sometimes violent ways. Don’t believe me? Peep this… Last year I had the opportunity to interview Baltimore Ravens defensive star Chris Canty for Essence magazine. Canty works with an awesome initiative called “A Call to Men” that champions healthy manhood and works to put an end to domestic violence. One of the biggest obstacles Canty told me he faced when working with young men is getting them to express an emotion other than anger. “One of the biggest challenges I’ve encountered in my work with young men is teaching them to recognize that anger is a secondary emotion that comes from a place of hurt,” Canty said. “As men, we have a hard time saying we’re hurt. It’s often easier, and even more acceptable, to demonstrate anger. Instead of telling a young man he needs to man up, we must teach him to think differently about what it means to be a man.” My second issue with the White House’s statement on Rice is the notion that men shouldn’t hit women. Don’t get it twisted. I agree that men should not hit women, but not simply because they’re women. Instead, men should not hit anyone–male or female–because, as humans, they deserve respect. The same goes for women as well. Teaching little boys not to hit little girls simply because they are girls reenforces notions of patriarchy and sexism. For those who don’t know, patriarchy is “a system of society or government in which men hold the power and women are largely excluded from it.” In other words, teaching boys not to hit girls solely because of their gender teaches boys that they are superior to girls and can dominate them if they so choose. See the problem? If not, watch Tony Porter, of A Call to Men, break it down (what he says at the 5-min mark is VERY powerful): While many of us teach our sons not to hit girls (because they are girls), I encourage you to take it a step further and teach your boys that they have to respect the basic human rights of others and keep their hands to themselves. Full stop, no matter the person’s gender. Domestic violence is a serious matter, affecting millions of men and women each year. And though some will always place the onus on the victim to not be victimized in the first place (i.e. questions like, “Why didn’t he/she leave?” or “What did he/she do to provoke the attack?”) let’s raise our sons to respect themselves and others enough to not be abusive in the first place. Breaking the cycle of violence isn’t easy, but if we gave young men more room to express themselves and taught them to honor the rights and agency of others, perhaps we wouldn’t see so many young men killing each other or themselves. Tweet...

Floyd Mayweather Can’t Read Well, But Neither Can Many of Our Boys

By on Aug 22, 2014 | 6 comments

50 Cent challenged Floyd Mayweather to a reading challenge, and apparently the boxer struggles to read. But so do many of our boys, and it’s no laughing matter.

Why Did He Run? On Mike Brown & Parenting Brown Boys

By on Aug 11, 2014 | 5 comments

“Why did he run?” That’s the question that gets thrown back at me when I tweet about my frustration around Michel Brown’s murder by the Ferguson police. Yes, murder. That young man was slain—hands up, no gun in sight, barely human. His body lay in the street for four hours while police armed themselves for war with a community who’d just lost one of their sons. It’s not fair. I am tired of hearing about Black boys being murdered. I am tired of driving by makeshift memorials on street corners or Facebook pages or Twitter feeds. I am tired of being angry and wrung out. I am tired of hearing of the stories of boys who could be my son in a dozen years, cut down way before their time. I am tired of feeling like no matter what happens, no matter how messed up this is, it will happen again, and again, and again because our boys are not seen as human. They are thugs, violent, feared. I am numb, and I ache all at once.  Like…I don’t even want to *hear* another thing about another child being gunned down. IT’S TOO MUCH. — britni danielle (@BritniDWrites) August 11, 2014 It’s hard to parent from a place of rage. Hard to encourage my son to be all he can be while being terrified that when he gets older he’ll be seen as a threat, a target, a stereotype. My son—all arms and elbows and long legs—is brilliant. But brilliance cannot save him from a cop’s gun, a racist’s fury, or some equally brilliant, but misguided young man who wasn’t hugged enough. I don’t know what to tell my son about Mike Brown or Trayvon Martin or John Crawford or Oscar Grant or Jordan Davis or Eric Garner or Amadou Diallo or Sean Bell or Latasha Harlins or Aiyana Jones. Look. We can kumbaya till forever and ever, amen. But if a cop shoots MY unarmed son, some shit is getting burned down. Just FYI. — britni danielle (@BritniDWrites) August 11, 2014 I do not want him to carry their burdens or my suspicion of the police, and this world, but what choice do I have, especially when I want nothing more than to keep him safe? I do not know how to keep him safe, so I hug him tighter, tickle him harder, and try to make every single day count. Share...

Let’s Talk About Sex: When Did You Have The Talk With Your Son?

By on Aug 6, 2014 | 5 comments

The other day Le Kid and I were in the living room on our respective tech devices—him on the iPad, me on my MacBook—and Law & Order was on in the background. During this particular episode a young man was accused of intentionally infecting women with HIV. During one scene Jack McCoy explains that this case isn’t about loose women or lack of condom usage, but rather a man who purposely endangered other people’s lives. Ya know, normal L&O stuff. Only this time Le Kid asked a question that caught me off guard. Here’s how it went down: Le Kid (playing Minecraft on the iPad): I don’t even know what a condom is. Me: Oh…ok Le Kid (still on the iPad, but clearly wanting an answer): I said, I don’t even know what a condom is. (Then he gestures in my direction). Welllllll? Me: Well, it’s…nothing you need to be concerned about now. Le Kid: Oh. Me: 0_0 I posted the convo on Facebook and got a myriad of responses about when and how to talk to my son about sex, and honestly, the whole thing freaked me out. The rational part of my brain knows that we’ll have to have the talk at some point, but at eight? EIGHT?! Mama wasn’t ready. AT. ALL. The whole ordeal reminded me of the various talks my mother had with me over the years. At 11, she used my newborn brother’s diaper change to school me on male anatomy and where babies came from. I was properly mortified, but I appreciated her making it all very clinical and plain. Throughout my teens, whenever an unruly teen would appear on Ricki Lake or the Richard Bey show (yes, I’m old) bragging about being promiscuous she’d used the opportunity to remind me to save “my precious gift” for marriage. When I started going to the teen clinic for my annual physical instead of seeing my pediatrician, things got really interesting (and by interesting I mean embarrassing). Even though I told the doctor I wasn’t sexually active and had no plans to be, she handed me a roll of condoms and encouraged me to “stay safe.” I was already self-conscious going in, but when I found out the doctor also told my mother she’d armed me with prophylactics I was horrified. I threw the condoms on a shelf in our living room and tried not to look at them again. But during an episode of Moesha where she gets caught making out with her boyfriend, I wanted to run and hide when my mother asked, “So…are those condoms still unused?” Looking back, I appreciate my mother’s (awkwardly timed) attempts to talk about sex, but the whole thing just made me uncomfortable. One reason was because I wasn’t even thinking about sex at the time, and the other was because my mom always described sex as something to only share with my husband, lest both he and God be disappointed in my “old, used up gift.” In my head I’ll talk about sex with Le Kid differently. In my head I’ll be the hip mom always armed with an answer to his questions and a box of condoms when the time is right. But his off-the-cuff question makes me have doubts. Although he’s never asked or been curious about sex—the condom question was a one-off—I’m starting to wonder if I’ll really be ready when the time comes. So, I’m asking you for help Brown Boy Genius readers. When did you talk to your sons about sex? How did you know it was the right time? And how did both of you get through it without feeling majorly awkward? Leave a comment. Le Kid will no doubt thank you later! Share...

35 Books Boys Will LOVE!

By on Jul 31, 2014 | 5 comments

When I was a middle school English teacher, I realized that getting some boys to read was like pushing a gigantic bolder uphill. I could do it, but I’d be tired and worn out in the end. Then it hit me, boys—like everybody else—will read books as long as they’re interesting and relatable. Duh! Too often the books our boys are asked to read in school have nothing to do with their lives, or are just downright boring. Books about kids on farms? Psh! Novels about kids in 18th Century America? Uh, NO! Books about ruthless kings who conquered faraway lands in middle England? Hmm….maybe. Once I realized that my students would read as long as they could to see themselves in books and relate to the stories (or just be straight up entertained), then the old notion that boys don’t like to read quickly fell away. During my 6 years in the classroom (and 8+ years as a mom), I’ve built up quite a library of books brown boys actually enjoy. So here are 35 books brown boys will love to read (or have read to them)! Ages 0-5 Whose Toes are Those? By Jabari Asim (view it on Amazon here) Boy of Mine by Jabari Asim (view it on Amazon here) Caps for Sale by Esphyr Slobodkina (view it on Amazon here) Tikki Tikki Tembo by Arlene Mosel (view it on Amazon here) Sam and the Firefly by P.D. Eastman (view it on Amazon here) Yertle the Turtle and Other Stories by Dr. Seuss (view it on Amazon here) The Ghanaian Goldilocks by  Dr Tamara Pizzoli (view it on Amazon here) Ages 6-12  The Dreamer by Pam Munoz Ryan (view it on Amazon here) Ellray Jakes Walks the Plank by Sally Warner (view it on Amazon here) Petty Crimes by Gary Soto (view it on Amazon here) American Born Chinese by Gene Luen Yang (view it on Amazon here) One Thousand and One Arabian Nights by Geraldine McCaughrean (view it on Amazon here) Alvin Ho: Allergic to Girls, School, and Other Scary Things by Lenore Look (view it on Amazon here) De Colores and Other Latin American Folksongs for Children by Jose-Luis Orozco and Elisa Kleven (view it on Amazon here) The Meanest Thing To Say: A Little Bill Book for Beginning Readers by Bill Cosby (view it on Amazon here) The Very First Americans by Cara Ashrose (view it on Amazon here) The Music in Derrick’s Heart by Gwendolyn Battle-Lavert (view it on Amazon here) When the Beat Was Born: DJ Kool Herc and the Creation of Hip Hop by Laban Carrick Hill (view it on Amazon here) Miracle’s Boys by Jacqueline Woodson (view it on Amazon here) Niño Wrestles the World by Yuyi Morales (view it on Amazon here) Ages 12+ The Outsiders by S.E. Hinton (view it on Amazon here) Marcelo in the Real World by Francisco Stork (view it on Amazon here) Bamboo People by Mitali Perkins (view it on Amazon here) Bang by Sharon G. Flake (view it on Amazon here) We Were Here by Matt De La Peña (view it on Amazon here) 145th Street Stories by Walter Dean Myers (view it on Amazon here) Tears of a Tiger by Sharon Draper (view it on Amazon here) Mexican White Boy by Matt De La Peña (view it on Amazon here) The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian by Sherman Alexie (view it on Amazon here) Monster by Walter Dean Myers (view it on Amazon here) Ages 17+ Down These Mean Streets by Piri Thomas (view it on Amazon here) Drown by Junot Diaz (view it on Amazon here)  The Beautiful Struggle by Ta-Nehisi Coates (view it on Amazon here) The Dew Breaker by Edwidge Danticat (view it on Amazon here)    If Beale Street Could Talk by James Baldwin (view it on Amazon here) What books do your boys love? Share them below! Share...