A few weeks ago, students at the University of Michigan- Ann Arbor took to Twitter to spark dialogue about diversity, racial tolerance and discrimination on the campus. A dynamic conversation about what it means to be black at a predominantly white school emerged from the tweets, which included photos, experiences and sentiments from the university’s small black student population. Students were inspired to take action after a fraternity on campus announced plans to throw a “Hood Ratchet Thursday” party.
BYP received an letter written by an African American graduate who is obtaining her PhD at U of M, about her experiences there. At the author’s request, her name will remain anonymous.
As a native of Ann Arbor, home to the University of Michigan, I have mixed feelings about the place I call “home”. Having completed a large part of my primary and secondary schooling, it wasn’t until I came back home after graduating from college that I started to recognize the subtle signs of racism and social inequities in Ann Arbor. Many have described Ann Arbor as a very liberal city, but I think if you place a close-up lens one may consider otherwise. Maybe it’s the random pockets of co-op housing…or the unfair treatment young black students receive in the public school system…or maybe the fact that there are two Whole Foods less than 5 miles from each other, but rarely any decent grocery stores in surrounding cities like Ypsilanti and Detroit.
Now as a graduate student in a PhD program at U of M, the subtle racism in Ann Arbor has become more evident. Being yelled at by a man on a bike on campus screaming “Die n*gg*rs of America, keep the White House clean” during the 2008 presidential election…CONSTANTLY being gawked at by people wondering if it’s curiosity, envy, or hatred…having to second guess your intellect while teaching a classroom full of privileged white students who you think perceive you as inadequate…and having to walk to campus and see a confederate flag hung proudly has made enduring this PhD process all the more difficult.
Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate everything growing up in Ann Arbor has done for me and attending the University of Michigan will (hopefully) do for me, but I honestly canNOT wait to get out of here. Over the years I’ve become more and more restless to permanently leave this place I called home. Having feelings of anxiety to mentally prepare to deal with the subtle signs of racism and passive aggressive people of this city and school is something I refuse to continue to do. On an ending note, you may be wondering why I have yet to talk about the support groups in Ann Arbor or on campus, which is something I could do but would rather not because that is a-whoooooole-nother story but not one unfamiliar to others. Anywho…thanks for listening!
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