First, a question - did anyone here who is speaking in appreciation of Huckleberry Finn only read the book because it was assigned reading in a literature class? Is it that you would not have been introduced the book and never read the book had it not been assigned?
Zoe,
In my school, it was part of American Literature which students had to take once between their sophomore and senior years. I only was required to read it once. However, as has been said many other times in this thread, it’s been protested for years - even when I was in HS, and the teachers would work that in. And then tell the students to talk to the Black students about what they thought about it and why Black people thought books should be banned and what was wrong with them that they thought that way.
And since there was a very large chance that there were no Black students in class to answer (there were about 20-something in a school of 1300), they’d ask students outside of class. So I had to deal with it even when I wasn’t being taught the book.
First, as has been noted, the book is told through Huck’s eyes. And though his opinion on Jim slowly changes through the book, the picture he gives of blacks in general is not positive and the initial portayal of Jim is very much less than flattering. Yes, the overall message of the book is anti-racist. But it takes a long while to get to that part. And in the meantime it’s awful to have to sit through that every day.
Second, I can not explain to you the pain behind that word. Having to listen to that repeatedly grinds on me.
Stratocaster
You cannot have an open, honest, intelligent discussion on racism when there is a power differential such as the one in a teacher-class relationship, when the people having the discussion are forced to be there and have no choice as to whether they can end the discussion, and when the people having the discussion are being graded on their participation. Especially at HS age.
Today, you and I might be able to have a discussion on racism - but I also know that in that discussion, we have both chosen to have the discussion, I can say what I want to or need to say. I can leave the discussion if I want to, and decide whether I’m going to return to it or never speak to you again. And finally, there’s a shot I’m mature enough to handle such a discussion.
I wasn’t at 14. Plus, I wanted to get an A in class, I was going to have to be with those same people for the next few years. So, my part was to say what I thought the teacher wanted me to say and what I thought wouldn’t make me a complete social outcast. That isn’t an intelligent discussion about anything.
MEBuckner,
I don’t know. Which is one of the many reasons why I don’t teach literature. I do certainly remember reading many other books in lit classes (some that I liked, some that I didn’t) that didn’t single out students in the room for humiliation. Whatever, I should hope that at least one deals with the concept of empathy.