And then there are the other schools, the ones our own children are more likely to attend. Things look better there, considered in terms of equity and diversity. The student body is not one race, and maybe not even one income level. Dr. King's dreams could come true there, we'd like to believe. So does a subtle but powerful code of social stratification.
Playgrounds seem to have invisible but impenetrable color zones.
Lunchroom tables almost appear to be arranged by hue. And in schools where children do genuinely mix by color, economic class becomes the Berlin Wall. These are very unpleasant matters. We don't normally choose to go there. But let us, if only for one weekend each year.