I find it interesting the study focused on middle-school students. That’s when kids start getting sorted into “ability” tracks. Presumably the smarter kids get placed on tracks geared towards college prep (all honor and advanced classes), while the weaker students get set up for voc ed and general courses. But what often happens in racially and socioeconomically integrated schools is that race and socioeconomics are used as markers for who belongs where. Poor black kid gets put in the remedial track regardless of whether he should be there, since there are only so many seats in the “good” tracks and the white kids of means (and angry parentage) are prioritized for those seats and the remedial teachers need SOMEONE to teach, and the poor black kids’ parents aren’t likely to raise a fuss, especially if he’s being bussed into the school in the first place.
This situation happened to me, even though I wasn’t a poor kid. But I was black and my zip code was “black”. I don’t think it’s a coincidence that on the top of each student’s schedule, beside their name, was their race and home address. Such information makes it real damn easy for an unscrupulous registrar to play 3D chess with the student body. In my seventh grade year, I was placed in the remedial track. The home room number was a dead giveaway, but I kept my mouth shut because I didn’t really know…and besides, why would I be placed in “dumb” classes when I was smart? But I eventually told my mother what was up when the shame got to be too much to bear (I couldn’t tell my friends what homeroom I was in without being embarrassed). She immediately came down to the school and got me switched to a “good” track. She didn’t accuse anyone of being racist. She didn’t scream or holler. But she did let the school know that they had made a horrible mistake and she didn’t want to see it happen again.
Well. Fast forward to the eighth grade. I look down at my schedule and lo and behold, I’m in a “bad” homeroom again. This time, my mother did flip out a little. Because at that point, it was hard to see how they weren’t intentionally jerking me around. How does a kid who tests well and makes As and Bs get labeled “remedial” two years in a row?
I was fortunate, iiandyiiii. My mother is political conscious and not the type of parent you want to fool around me. As a professional social activist, she wasn’t afraid to make a fuss. Most parents aren’t like my mother. Most minority parents are especially not like my mother. I think about the kids who were stuck in those remedial classes, and I suspect most had parents who were just glad they were in a good school, not a “ghetto” one. My mother didn’t have that mentality.
So as you can guess, I did not grow up thinking this is a meritocratic society. But I was also raised with a strong work ethic and to always pair whining/complaining with action. Throughout my life, I have heard variations of this theme: “Yes, often people will downgrade their expectations of you because of who you are and what you look like, but that just means you have to work harder than everyone else. It also means you need to cultivate a thick exterior and an attitude that lets people know you ain’t the one to be messed with.”
So it does not surprise me at all that belief in meritocracy leads to disappointment in life. The belief in meritocracy is likely why so many “economically anxious” white people right now are mired in depression. You spend your whole life hearing that only lazy losers do menial work and of course you’re going to take it hard when that ends up being what you have to do.
Besides the whole racial/class thing, I think kids need to learn that success doesn’t come down to any one thing. You can have mad skillz, but if people don’t like you for whatever reason, then you’re going to have a difficult time. It doesn’t make sense not to teach kids that they can’t just “be themselves”, as nice as that sounds. They actually do have to put some work on developing the intangible qualities that are frequently more valued than objective “merit”.