“This is not a joke!” Theresa Smith yelled at him. “This is serious!”
His mother told him that he would be the first in their family to go to college and that his success would uplift them all. “You’re going to get this right,” he remembers her saying, “and if you don’t, I’ll be knocking your head off.”
Jeffery Norris’s mother also wanted her son to be the first in the family to go to college. But she remained concerned about Jeffery’s emotional well-being. For months after he saw his uncle murdered, Jeffery had been unable to sleep in his own bed, awaking to nightmares of the baseball bat crushing his uncle’s skull. Sometimes, when his mother would go to the bathroom, he would wait outside the door.
She sent him to a psychiatrist, who advised her to talk about the incident only if Jeffery brought it up. When he did, he often asked, “Why didn’t Uncle Terry fight back?” School became the place where Jeffery fought back. The promise of a college scholarship did nothing to change that.
At Darone Robinson’s house, his mother told stories about his three uncles going to college. She had the same expectations for Darone, and she did not hide her fury when he acted up or didn’t do his homework.
“I’m going to push you,” Rose Johnson liked to say. “You will go to school, if I have to quit my job and go with you.”
The pushing and prodding didn’t have much impact. The Seat Pleasant 59 were an unruly bunch.
Their teacher, John Scott Lucas, a onetime amateur hockey player, established a classroom “penalty box” to punish those who were disorderly. Once, Lucas became so frustrated that he slammed locker doors and retreated to the restroom to escape the racket. Several Dreamers recall him bursting into tears.
“My dogs are better trained than you people,” one student remembers Lucas shouting.
The Dreamers were so out of control that Tracy Proctor felt compelled to sit in Lucas’s class to ensure calm. Once, after Proctor had ordered Terrell Jackson to settle down, the boy confronted him in the stairwell outside the classroom and threatened to beat him up.
Proctor grabbed him by the shirt and with one hand lifted him up against the wall.
Tiffany Alston, who was sitting inside the classroom, heard Terrell shout, “You better get off me!”
“You’re going to stay here and listen,” Proctor replied, “and you’re going to do what I say!”
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All year, Proctor had gone to the children’s homes, one by one, to meet their parents and see where they lived. He had seen the filthy walls and trash in one boy’s house. He knew that, at the age of 11, another boy could not write a sentence. He knew that Rudolph Norris’s stepfather had been murdered, and that Rudolph and Jeffery had witnessed it. He knew that William Smith’s mother was a stickler for propriety, correcting her son if he said, “Uh-huh” when answering a question. “That’s ‘Yes, ma’am,’ ” she’d say. He knew that some of the parents had grown suspicious of Pollin and Cohen.
“What do they want with our children?” he remembers one mother demanding. “I’m sure they’re getting a tax write-off.”
Others didn’t understand that the scholarship offer was not a blank check. Pollin and Cohen were agreeing to meet the cost of in-state tuition at the University of Maryland, but the money needed for books or room and board would have to come from grants or other sources.
After his altercation with Terrell, Proctor summoned the Dreamers to a meeting, during which he reminded them that they had accomplished nothing. All they’d done was be lucky. “You were at the right place at the right time,” Proctor told them. “You aren’t that special.”
As sixth grade ended and they graduated from Seat Pleasant Elementary, the Dreamers created a yearbook, in which Tiffany Alston was chosen “Best All Around” and William Smith was listed as an “Outstanding Orator.”
The students were asked to declare their career ambition, favorite subject and motto.
“Reach for the stars,” wrote one. “Never say, ‘I can’t,’ ” wrote another.
“Keep on dreaming until you reach that special place,” wrote Tiffany.
Darone Robinson’s motto was less lofty: “Try to make it through life.”
Read the rest of the Seat Pleasant 59 series:
Part II: The Reality
Part III: The Legacy
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