The storyline, which is based on a
true story, takes place between 1992 and 1995, beginning with scenes from the
1992 Los Angeles Riots. Hilary Swank, in the movie Freedom Writers, plays the role of Erin Gruwell, a new, excited
schoolteacher who leaves the safety of her hometown to teach at Woodrow Wilson
High School in Long Beach , a formerly high achieving school
which has recently had an integration program put in place. Her enthusiasm is
quickly challenged when she realizes that her class is made up of all “at-risk”
students, thought of by some as “un-teachables”, but not the eager students she
was expecting. The students segregate themselves into racial groups in the
classroom, fights break out, and eventually most of the students stop turning
up to class. Not only does Mrs. Gruwell meet opposition from her students, but
she also has a hard time with her department head, who refuses to let her teach
her students with books lest they get damaged and lost, and instead tells her
to focus on teaching them discipline and obedience.
But Mrs. Gruwell has no idea of the
kind of students she is really dealing with. They tell her that they have no
respect for her, that they don’t trust her, mostly because she is not like them
– she is white and she shares this trait with only one other boy in the class.
The class is made up mostly of Latinos, Cambodian, and Black students. Despite
choosing the school on purpose because of its integration program, Erin is unprepared for the nature of her classroom, whose
students live by generations of strict moral codes of protecting their own at
all cost. Many are in gangs and almost all know somebody that has been killed
by gang violence. The Latinos hate the Cambodians who hate the blacks and so
on. The only person the students hate more is Mrs. Gruwell. It isn't until Erin holds an unsanctioned discussion about a recent
drive-by shooting death that she fully begins to understand what she’s up
against. And it isn’t until she provides an assignment of writing a daily
journal - which will not be graded, and will remain unread by her unless they
give her permission - that the students begin to open up to her.*
One day during class, Mrs. Gruwell
intercepts a racist drawing of one of her students and uses it to teach them
about the Holocaust. She taught them that in Nazi Germany they would post
pictures and posters of Jews with disfigured faces so that the evil regime
could convince German citizens that Jews are less human than non-Jews.
Miraculously having the classroom silenced as a result of this history lesson,
one student raised his hand, asking, “What’s the Holocaust?” The next year
comes, and Gruwell teaches her class again for their sophomore year. She
invites several Holocaust survivors to talk with her class about their experiences,
then takes them on a field trip to the Simon Wiesenthal Museum of Tolerance in Los Angeles .
A transformation begins to take
place in Erin Gruwells’ class. The students begin to experience a different
kind of initiation. An initiation of compassion for others, borne from the
reality that these kids realize they are not the only ones who suffer; that
there is fear, violence, and degradation in all corners of the world. Erin was
teaching her students that they need to overcome this, by understanding that
their lives do not have to be controlled by anger, violence, or even the
imprisonment of gang affiliation. Mrs. Gruwell was initiating them in a new
way, into a new life and a new reality.
In class, after she had the
students read The Diary of Anne Frank,
they invite Miep Gies, the woman who sheltered Anne Frank from the German
soldiers, to come talk to them. She tells them her experiences hiding Anne
Frank. When one student tells her that she is his hero, she denies it, claiming
she was merely doing the right thing. She told him – and all the other students
gathered – “that she is not a hero, rather they, the students, are the heroes.
And even an ordinary secretary or a housewife or a teenager can, within their
own small ways, turn on a small light in a dark room.”
Today is one of the Church’s
designated days to celebrate the sacrament of Holy Baptism, because it is the
day that we celebrate the very Baptism of our Lord Jesus Christ. Holy Baptism
is the initiation into Christ’s Body, the Church.
In this celebration, we are called
once again, with God’s help, to turn away from all those things that draw us
from the love of God. Today we remember our own baptism, remind ourselves of
that Baptismal Covenant when we promise to follow Jesus and obey him as our
Lord. Baptism is our entrance into the new life of grace. Baptism is a death,
actually. It is a death of our former selves; the self that we had before we
embraced God. Through the waters of baptism we die to that self, we embrace God
and promise to follow him, trust in him, and to continue in the historic
traditions of the church where we share the Eucharistic feast in Christ’s body
and blood, proclaim the apostolic teaching through the creeds, and promise to
love God and love our neighbors as he loves us. And it is the grace of God
through this sacrament that enables us to do these things.
Initiations into fraternities,
sororities, or gangs are intended to give people a new identity by initiating
them into a new community. There are initiations in thousands of ways,
including initiations into corporate culture and even the church. But there is
only one initiation that changes our lives from the inside out, that begins a
lifelong process of transformation. And this initiation of new birth and indeed
of new life is Baptism in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy
Spirit. It is a different kind of initiation. Like Mrs. Gruwell’s multi-year
long journey with her students, transformation of our hearts to be “lights in a
dark room” is a process that we grow into. This process takes our hearts and
souls and transforms them into the grace-filled lives that God confers on us in
this Holy Sacrament.
A transformation began to take
place in the lives of the students in Mrs. Gruwell’s class. And this
transformation included something these kids didn’t realize – their former
selves were dying. The light that began to grow in their hearts was overpowering
the darkness that had taken hold of them: the darkness of violence, segregation
and fear. They began to see each other and others as people. Dare I say, they
began to strive for justice and peace among others, and respect the dignity of
other human beings.
It is at this point for us that the
significance of baptism becomes clear. It is not merely a religious rite; it is
a death. As Roy Harrisville says, “It is a death of the old Adam and Eve who
are crucified together in Christ. In this death, we the baptized are proclaimed
children of God and transformed into offspring who may see through such death
to the rising of new life in resurrection.”
In baptism, we are proclaimed
children of God, and God’s beloved. In our tradition, we usually receive
the baptism of Jesus as a child, before there is any need of repentance. The
Good News is that no matter what, no matter whom, we can be baptized in the
name of God, and know we are the beloved of God, and that Jesus is our truth
and will empower our lives. We are the beloved of God before, during, and after
repentance. The baptism of Jesus was God’s Revelation of that Good News, and
our baptism is the sign that that Good News is for us, too. And we claim it for
ourselves and for our children.
To be the Beloved of God. What an awesome
Gift. What an incredible knowledge. What a welcome call—to live out our lives
as the Beloved of God.
Thus today there are those who begin
their lives as a Christian by water and the word. It is a new and different
kind of initiation. The kind that confers grace upon our lives that we might be
lights in the dark places in the world as we are bonded to the Light of the
world in our baptism. Like Miep Gies told the students at Wilson High School, ‘within
your own small way, you can turn on a small light in a dark room.”
Just as it was so in the beginning of
creation when a wind from God swept over the waters and when God spoke the
whole world began. God still speaks and a new world springs forth. And in each
generation, God makes the church, calling by water and the word a new people
into being. This we celebrate today. We are his children. We are heirs of the
kingdom. We are beloved.
*From
the synopsis page at www.imbd.com
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