Is everything alright officer?
The first time I went to East New York to work with my service partner Digital Girl Inc was a shock. My experience in upper middle class south Florida schools could not have been more different than the reality of the students I would be engaging with for the next 9 months of their school year. Metal detectors to enter the building, armed security guards, social workers sitting in on each class. I felt so out of place after my first day that I sat down with my city director Cindy and expressed my concerns about if I should return or if I should find a new school to go to. Cindy, as usual, supported either decision I made and suggested giving the school one more chance. So I went again, and this time when I walked in one of the quieter girls from the class greeted me by name, and a boy asked me if I wanted to hear his newest rap. Since then, I’ve continued to go back. Each week I am both challenged by the students and also taught by them in ways I never expected.
The students at FDNY High School became a group of people I really care about over time through conversations about their lives at home, and I tried my best to talk up college and trade schools. The volunteers I brought to the school each week would be intimidated at first, but all of them would say the same thing after - that seeing the relationship and my interactions with the students made them feel more comfortable.
RTW fellow Jon Cohen poses with Broward College Hillel and Digital Girl volunteers before teaching students how to code.
It was with all of this in mind that when 4 students from the alternative break I was leading asked if they could join me at FDNY (on their day off!) that I easily agreed to it. Upon our arrival the woman in charge of behavior at the school informed me that the daily snacks for my class were taken away, due to a few students taking them and throwing them at police officers from the third window. I looked at my volunteers to see their reaction and they remained professional and calm, looking to me for a reaction. I paired the volunteers with students and watched over as two different parts of the job meshed together seamlessly. An hour of selfies, sports talk, and computer coding passed quickly and it was time to go.
As we entered the subway station to return to the workshop I noticed that there were a lot of people standing back against the wall and some sort of physical altercation happening. This wasn’t an uncommon occurrence after school so at first I just brought the volunteers closer to me and continued on. Almost immediately after I made the decision to move on I realized that the conflict was between one of my students, Mike*, and two police officers. Aware that the 5 of us were the only non-black people in the station, I looked to my volunteers and said “I think this is something I need to get involved in.” They looked at me and took a step back. I knew Mike through Digital Girl, and was worried about his safety and that he was being targeted. I spotted another one of my students and asked him what was going on. He told me that the police officers accused Mike of starting a fire on the tracks and wouldn’t let him leave. When I walked up to one of the officers and asked, “Is everything alright officer?” they told me someone had started a fire and they were asking questions. Then I explained that Mike was one of my students and asked if he was the one who started the fire, to which an officer responded by saying they didn’t know who it was. At this point Mike said they had accused him and held him against the wall. I wasn’t sure what I would be able to do to change the situation, so I asked the police if Mike was being arrested or detained and they said no. I took a chance and asked the police if I could leave the scene and take Mike with me and they nodded.
I left with my volunteers and students on the next train. I had ridden the train with students in the past, but they’d never sat with me or talked to me besides a quick hello. After the incident, Mike sat with the volunteers and me and told them about life as a “perceived” troublemaker. As he got off the train and said he would see me next week, he used my name.
Jon and elementary Digital Girl students at PS 21
Looking back on this experience which happened a few weeks ago, I realize that I lived an experience first hand which Repair the World has trained the fellows for since the beginning. That is: to truly understand your own privilege, you have to confront the realities of others’. In order to be able to step in for my student at that moment, I needed the trust and credibility on his end, which I have earned by building relationships with Mike and other high school students. I would not have been able to do that if I hadn’t appreciated how important it is to show up for and get to know the individuals I work with.
*Names have been changed in this story to protect the identity of the students
Jon Cohen is currently an education justice fellow at Repair The World NYC. You can contact him at [email protected]











