Teaching Tolerance Magazine

Issue 30, Fall 2006

Cover art by Raul Colón

Katrina: One Year Later

Many New Orleans students started the 2006 school year with their home city still in shambles a full year after Hurricane Katrina. The Fall 2006 issue features the stories of displaced children finding a home away from home in Houston—while still honoring what was lost and left behind.

Other features tell the stories of an educational theatre company facing our nation’ intolerance to Japanese citizens during World War II; a high school on South Dakota’s Rosebud Reservation learning the Lakota language; and schools trying to move beyond sports traditions steeped in intolerance.

Altogether, this collection issues a call to action: Look back, but keep moving forward.

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Ivory Tower: Lessons for a Teacher

Veteran teacher Dottie Blais writes openly about a question that too often is left unspoken and unanswered: How does a teacher's whiteness get in the way of successful multicultural education?
Dottie Blais
Illustration by Stuart Briers


Across the nation, schools struggle to celebrate athletic spirit without sinking to cheers and chants steeped in intolerance.
Tom Owens
Illustration by Michael Witte

Learning Lakota

For a high school on South Dakota's Rosebud Reservation, culturally responsive curriculum may be the best antidote to the violence, poverty and growing cultural disconnect hindering student success.
Carrie Kilman
Photography by Carl Valiquet

'We were still the enemy'

Kenji Ima recalls life in America's World War II prison camps, while his daughter works with a Seattle-based educational theater company to share the story of a nation's intolerance toward its Japanese American neighbors.
Ken Olson
Illustration by PJ Loughran


Story Corner

Papalotzin and the Monarchs: A Bilingual Tale of Breaking Down Walls

En español The day finally arrived when the Great North built a Great Wall to separate itself from the Great South. Nothing and no one was allowed to pass anymore, not even the clouds, or the wind that once flowed from one side of the sky to the other.
Rigoberto Gonzalez