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samedi, juillet 07, 2007

"Am I My Brother's Keeper?"

From: David L. Evans [mailto:...vans@fas.harvard.edu]
Sent: Sat 7/7/2007 6:54 PM
To: Gregg, Perry
Cc:
Subject: Am I My Brother's Keeper?

Perry,

For the sake of historical perspective,
I have occasionally shared some inspirational
tidbits with African American undergraduates at
Harvard and other persons I consider sensitive to
same. The following tidbits are my reflections
on a speech by a visitor to my school in rural
Arkansas when I was in seventh or eighth grade.

Our visitor revealed some statistics
about Black History that were awe-inspiring and
quite relevant to the rôle of educated African
Americans today. He revealed to us that there
were probably no more than fifty African
Americans with college degrees in the United
States when the Civil War ended. Moreover, there
were almost five million newly-freed slaves who
were, for all practical purposes,
illiterate. Notwithstanding these overwhelming
odds, this handful of educated men and women (and
their descendants) worked a miracle over the
seventy years following the War and "saved a
race." Frankly, they "saved a nation" because
the United States could not have withstood the
economic and political burden of more than
4,000,000 nomadic, unskilled black refugees.

With the help of Northern missionaries,
sympathetic Southern whites and philanthropists
such as Andrew Carnegie, John D. Rockefeller and
Julius Rosenwald, they founded more than 200
historically black colleges and thousands of
schools during that period. This was
accomplished in the face of monstrous brutality
including widespread lynching. I've read that
between 1890 and 1910 upwards of 4200 blacks were
lynched. That computes to a black lynching every
forty-one hours for twenty years!

Our visitor reminded us that those fifty
or so educated men and women could have remained
in the North or migrated to Canada or Europe and
enjoyed relatively comfortable lives. They chose
instead to look into their conscience, their
religion, and into the future. They knew that
without skills and organization, all that the
ancestors had endured would have been for naught
and chattel slavery would have been replaced with
economic and political slavery.

He ended his talk with the daunting
question raised in Genesis 4:9, "Am I my
brother's keeper?" He said that those few
educated Black men and women in the 19th Century
nobly answered that question and he urged all of
us to contemplate it every day of our lives.

That visitor's speech resonates today
with even greater urgency especially among the
statistics about black males and it suggests
that: We must either keep our brother or he will
assuredly keep us. He will keep us in debt,
e.g., state correctional system budgets run into
billions of dollars with California topping them
all at $10,000,000,000! He will keep us in fear
(many homes in our communities look like jails,
with their locks and bars). He has already
driven too many Americans to believe that we can
imprison our way out of the problem even if it
renders African Americans an ethnic group without
functional males between fifteen and forty. Lest
we think this is a problem afflicting only the
black "underclass," we need only observe the
growing male/female imbalance in college,
graduate and professional schools. Could this
portend a single-gendered black middle class in our future?

The following quotation that I first
heard many years ago in Sunday School almost leaps out at me:

"As I approached the mountain I thought
I perceived a monster, but as I came closer I saw
that it was not a monster but a man, and as I
came even closer, I saw that he was my brother."


"I sought my friend and my friend forsook me.
I sought my God and my God eluded me.
I sought my brother and found all three!"


Best regards,

David

jeudi, juillet 05, 2007

African American Gender BALANCE in Class of 2011

-----Original Message-----
From: David Evans [mailto:...vans@fas.harvard.edu]
Sent: Thu 7/5/2007 2:02 PM
To: Gregg, Perry
Cc:
Subject: African American Gender BALANCE in Class of 2011

Perry,

In checking the 145 African American students committed to enrolling
at Harvard College this fall (September 2007), I was elated
(positively shocked) to see that the numbers are 73 FEMALES and 72
MALES!!! That is very, very different from the typical 60% female
and 40% male ratios (or worse) we have seen in the past.

This is NEWSWORTY; hence, I share it with you and will try to analyze
what we did this past year and try to replicate it (smile).


Best regards,

David

When Sharon Stone Visited Harvard

-----Original Message-----
From: David Evans [mailto:...vans@fas.harvard.edu]
Sent: Wed 7/4/2007 10:58 AM
To: Gregg, Perry
Cc:
Subject: When Sharon Stone Visited Harvard


Perry,

The actress, Sharon Stone, is chair of the American Foundation for AIDS Research Campaign and has been active in the fight against HIV/AIDS for at least a decade. Accordingly, she was invited to Harvard on March 14, 2005 to give the Peter J. Gomes Humanitarian Lecture and to receive the Harvard Foundation's Humanitarian Award for 2005.

The Foundation's Director, Dr. Allen Counter, asked me (as a member of its Advisory Board) to give some closing remarks at the Lowell House luncheon held in her honor. In conversation following the luncheon I recited some appreciative, but thrown-together "words of rhyme" of gratitude for her efforts in this monumental battle. She seemed impressed and urged me to send her a copy.

Well, I did, and now share them with you. Please don't hold me to any lofty poetic standard (smile).


Best regards,



David



When Will We Stop Caring?


When sunshine makes darkness and rain falls up;
And the vast Atlantic Ocean can't fill a cup.

When we think Aladdin, but not his lamp;
And the Sahara Desert is forever damp.

When Shaq O'Neal can fit in a thimble;
And Alvin Alley dancers cease to be nimble.

When endearing magic forsakes your eyes;
And this planet earth is reduced to marble size.

When angels of mercy are coarse and crude;
And our prayers and daydreams do not you include.

When we reject calm and embrace the storm;
And wear a strait jacket like it's a uniform.

When all shades of green have abandoned grass;
And these things unthinkable will have come to pass.

Maybe then we won't appreciate you,
But until such time we will be grateful and true.

D.L. Evans @ 2005

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