Michelle Robinson was only 7 when she concluded there was something very wrong with her second-grade class at Bryn Mawr Elementary School. She had already quarrelled with her piano teacher for going too slowly. Her schoolteacher had a similar deficiency, though much worse.
Robinson grew up to become Michelle Obama. She recounts many world-shaking events in her just-published memoir, Becoming. But to me, her most intriguing revelation has nothing to do with global history. It is what happened when the working-class girl, long before she was famous, found herself in an urban classroom where no one was learning much.
Bryn Mawr was an average South Side Chicago school near the little rented apartment where the girl who would become first lady lived with her father, who worked at a city water treatment plant; her stay-at-home mother; and her older brother. Kindergarten and first grade had been fine, but the second-grade teacher was tolerating what Obama in her book called "a mayhem of unruly kids and flying erasers".
The teacher, she said, "couldn't figure out how to assert control" and "didn't seem to like children". She said "it wasn't clear that anyone was particularly bothered by the fact that the teacher was incompetent.
The students used it as an excuse to act out, and she seemed to think only the worse of us. In her eyes, we were a class of 'bad kids', though we had no guidance and no structure and had been sentenced to a grim, underlit room in the basement of the school. Every hour there felt hellish and long."