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The Laurinburg  Institute
Leon Rice

"The Laurinburg Institute taught me how to live and thrive in America while being black."

At the turn of the last century, education was not readily accessible to African Americans. Public schools were not open for blacks in the south, for many reasons—share cropping, black codes, and the fact that America was just 41 years out of slavery. The farm owners did not want educated African Americans; they wanted fieldhands to pick crops. It did not make economic sense to the land owners, who preferred to keep the workers illiterate. If members of the black community wanted an education, they’d have to do it for themselves.

In 1904, Emmanuel And Tinny McDuffie came from Alabama by foot to Laurinburg, North Carolina to start a school for the black community. This came about through the request of a local businessman, W.P. Evans, who wrote to Booker T. Washington at the Tuskegee Institute asking for help to educate the growing black population of his town. Tuskegee had no one available to help and turned to Mr. William Edwards at Snow Hill Academy in Alabama for a recommendation. He nominated the McDuffies, recent graduates of Snow Hill, who readily agreed to go to North Carolina. When they got to Laurinburg, the McDuffies and the Laurinburg community founded and built the school on a small parcel of swampland. With 15 cents in the treasury and its first student starting in September of ‘04, Laurinburg Institute was born.

Laurinburg was one of more than 100 black boarding schools along the east coast and in the deep south. Today only a few still survive. Nevertheless, schools like Laurinburg Institute—or Piney Woods in Mississippi—are needed now, maybe more than ever. They are life saving institutions for many young black men and women coming from the inner cities and poor rural areas of America. One only needs to look at what’s happening in black America today to see why.
In 1954, thanks to the Supreme Court, desegregation in public schools became the law of the land. School systems suddenly needed to accommodate many more students, and found they were in need of new buildings. In Scotland County, where Laurinburg was, officials asked the McDuffie family to transfer the school over to the county so they could avoid having to put up a new brick building. The McDuffie family had the sense to refuse the request, and the county threatened to shut the school down. The institute was moved, brick by brick, to where it stands today, in order to escape further troubles.

There are many prep schools in every population center in the US, but very few prepare students the way Laurinburg Institute does. The Institute teaches the whole person, explicitly teaching the skills you need to navigate the majority culture as well as academic skills and athletic skills you find at most prep schools.. They teach you how to carry yourself as an African American and be successful in life well after your high school days are gone.
Not many secondary schools teach young black men how to handle adversity and setbacks as stepping stones to get to their goals. Laurinburg’s motto is “Deeds not Words”—students learn to assess, adapt, and overcome the many challenges that young black men and women face. I remember seeing kids come to Laurinburg Institute as weak students, struggling academically, and with a poor sense of themselves in the world. The faculty would work with students one-on-one to get them up to speed. They were doing this long before all the advances for students with learning differences came along. Their model was to take each student as they were, and to work with her or him as a unique person.

At Laurinburg Institute every moment in the day was a teaching moment—way beyond the usual curriculum. I remember going to the store and a member of the faculty asked me, “Do you really need that?” He asked me to think about where I spent my money and what I spent it on. The question would become, “Is this a need or a want?” This lesson was taught to me by the Headmaster and President of the school, Dr. Frank McDuffie Sr. He taught us that every dollar is power, capital power. He encouraged us to think about who we handed that power to, so we wouldn’t blindly give it to those who didn't care about our community. That’s a lesson every school should teach, that capital is the true power in the US.

It seemed that at the Institute you could catch a lesson at any time. I got schooled on everything. Once I was reading a book called the Black Titan about the life of A.G. Gaston, a black businessman and millionaire. Dr. McDuffie and his brother caught me reading it, so right then and there they told me to complete a book report for them, due by Monday—less than a week away. Well, Monday came and I remember quietly handing the assignment to the secretary, hoping I could avoid having to talk about it. I knew if I handed it in to Dr. McDuffie, he’d ask a bunch of questions and I’d have to talk. I thought I was in the clear, but later in the day Dr. McDuffie caught me at the end of an assembly and had me tell the whole school about the book. What started as a book report turned out to be a lesson on being able to speak in public. By me being put on the spot, this experience taught me how to rise to the occasion and get things done. There were no shadows to exist in at Laurinburg.

These lessons have served me well, way beyond the usual prep school education of academics and sports and leadership. Now, I could sit here and name all the famous people who came through Laurinburg to show I’m not the only one who left there and made good in the world. But that’s not the kind of success I’m talking about. Let me get to the heart of the matter: The Laurinburg Institute taught me how to live and thrive in America while being black. That’s been a huge influence in my life, and schools like Laurinburg and Piney Woods provide a model for how we could reach the divergent community.

Laurinburg Institute trains students to succeed by fundamentally understanding the challenges they face and providing role models who can show you the way through them. The schools recruit students who would ordinarily never have the chance to attend a private school, kids from the inner cities of America or war-torn countries where life has little value. The Laurinburg model takes these students—many of whom have already been written off by society—and helps them find the skills and confidence to face a world that will use any excuse to write them off.

So, students like me—struggling to find their confidence in a world of misunderstanding and institutional barriers—are transformed into confident, active members of society. We go out into the world armed with the tools of argument and research and evidence, as well an understanding of the ways we do fit into society. All schools should follow the example of Historically Black institutions like Laurinburg and remove the shadows that the divergent community exists in right now. When the faculty and community all fundamentally understand the issues facing the students, they can be taught to adapt and overcome, no matter what obstacles we face. I learned that at Laurinburg, and it’s a lesson that’s lasted.

"It’s not all lost keys ... His ADHD enriches us more than it holds us back."
Lost and Found -- Liz Ross

Sneak peak from the up-coming issue -

Life with an ADHD partner is like a broken record that you keep replacing because someone else lost it. The album is a beautiful symphony when it’s playing smoothly but is not without the constant repeating and replacing. Mostly, we look like any family of 3. Our favorite activities outside the house are camping, hiking, and traveling within the US and to other countries. We have a busy schedule during the week, full of gymnastics, swimming, tennis, homeschooling, Zooming, tap dancing, girl scouts, and lots of DIY activities and home projects. We don’t have to look very hard to find ways to fill our time, probably because we have to look hard for just about everything else.

My husband is the kindest, most ethical, caring, and thoughtful man. He is an amazing father, as solid and dependable as a family could want. He also loses things at a faster rate than our six year old. Every evening, after coming home from a 10 hour work day, I’ll spend another hour looking for things that have been misplaced, relocating items that are in the wrong locations, and conducting a house-wide sweep picking up the 20 or so things he genuinely does not see on the floor. But I also find things when I’m not looking for them. That’s why every room has a box labeled “Does Not Belong Here,” which I can toss items into and then replace all at once later on, when I have the time or energy. Some items in our house are mine alone and kept in my own space, so I can find them when needed. There are entire tool sets with screwdrivers, measuring tape, and socket wrenches that are off limits to him. We have four pairs of scissors; when we are down to our last one, I search the house to gather all of them and we start over. And while I’m looking for all the scissors, I’ll preemptively rummage through every drawer in the house to recover things I didn’t yet know were lost. Still, I have not been able to locate my favorite shirt in years. Sometimes I have found missing clothing in my 6 year old daughter’s closet and visa versa. Fortunately, my daughter and I fit in the same size socks, so I have at least eliminated that as an issue.

My husband’s favorite inspirational motto is “It’ll turn up.”

After 14 years of being together, I have learned some systems that work and some that work at least well enough. The house is full of labels marking where things should go, but I usually find items in the wrong place, anyway. All over the house there are lists of everyday tasks that need to be done, things like finding and picking up five items off the floor, doing the laundry, or refilling the toilet paper and soaps. These lists of reminders are easily forgotten, though. He needs reminders to check the reminders, and I have alarms set on my phone to remind me to remind him to check those reminders. I have learned not to expect him to plan or organize any of our finances, vacations, house projects, homeschool planning, extracurriculars, or other responsibilities. I’m generally a calm, tolerant, patient person, though I do have my moments after the twentieth time I’ve said or done something to find/tidy/relocate items in the house. I have learned that he needs to put in three times the effort in order to get to 100% and we continue to learn together to figure out where our respective 50/50 is.

Living with a partner who has ADHD is also expensive. Early in our relationship, before I knew to look out for these things, he lost out on about $3000 of financial aid for school because of missing a deadline. We now don’t miss any deadlines, his credit report is cleaned up, and everything is back on track—but it’s work to stay on track. Once or twice a month, I have to buy a replacement of something—not because it’s at the end of its use, but because it is lost. We’ve had to spend more than $500 to replace lost smart keys for our cars. I could have saved my money and looked for them a 50th, 60th, or 70th time. Instead I chose to save my sanity and just buy new ones.

It’s not all lost keys and missing scissors, though. His ADHD enriches us more than it holds us back. He’s fun and spontaneous. While I’m ready to plan out the day, he is ready for the moment. We complement each other; I plan and manage and he makes things happen. If I get stuck in the weeds with planning, he gets things moving forward. I’ll plan out the activities and time and packing list for a snow day, but we’d never leave the house if he didn’t take charge to implement the plan. Along with forgetting where he put something, he also forgets that he’s mad and easily forgives people. He never holds a grudge because he can’t remember he has one to hold. He is tolerant of my faults and my personality quirks. Even at his angriest, he is gentle. He tries hard and I know the intentions are there.

He may forget where he put the screwdriver, but he can remember every single hiking location we’ve been on and take us back there. He knows exactly which part of what beach is the best for boogie boarding or paddle boarding with our daughter. He has an internal map and without using navigation can take us almost anywhere. He is an economics and political science buff, a walking encyclopedia, and the answer to almost any question I or my daughter may have is somewhere in his brain. I have seen him spark conversations with anyone, no doubt knowing something about their country or favorite hobby and having unending curiosity about it. He is our family chef and knows what all of my and my daughter’s favorite dishes are. I am grateful for a husband that is egalitarian and chips into all our shared responsibilities; if he’s not helping it’s only because he forgot he said he would. I am grateful that we hold the same secular parenting ideals and are very closely aligned on political inclinations. Although we don’t agree on everything, our approaches to life and bringing up our daughter are usually on the same page.

In the hardest times of our relationship, and in contemplating the challenges that can come up in relationships in general, his ADHD doesn’t even register as an issue for me. It’s a big part of what makes him who he is; there’s no one I’d rather be with than my husband. Every time I find myself searching for something he lost, I’m reminded of how happy I am to have found him.
About Divergents
Mission Statement:

Divergents Magazine works to accelerate the societal paradigm shift from “Individuals With Disabilities” to “Neurodiversity.”

Who We Are:

Divergents Magazine is a community of atypical writers, artists and thinkers who fearlessly share our experience and perspective without the pygmalion filter of the “disability” paradigm. The term “Neuro-Divergent” describes people whose processing profile displays significant differences from the neurotypical, such that it would receive a diagnosis — e.g., dyslexia, attention deficit hyperactivity disorder, autism -- but includes anyone who’s nature is divergent.

Why Divergents Magazine is needed:

People from families with divergent neurological characteristics are systematically subjugated to the prejudice of the neurotypical majority. Although the legal framework that drives the paradigm of disability, artificially limits the official percentage of the population to 14%, this is an arbitrary number driven by budgetary concerns with no relation to the actual percentage of the population, arguably as much as 30%. Nevertheless, each of the larger minority neurological subgroups has its own Achille’s heel with which the neurotypical community targets and marginalizes us.

People with reading disabilities are targeted for their reading speed, their lack of fluency, their spelling. With labels including Dyslexia or SLD, many individuals from this category spend their lives terrified a neurotypical will discover their reading challenges and use them as leverage for dominance.

Furthermore, people from the ADHD community are frequently targeted for their disorganization and struggles with time management. Many people in this group are charismatic and highly articulate and can pass fairly unnoticed until landing in the hyper-competition of the professional context. Many high-potential people have abandoned working in any “professional” field to avoid the constant humiliation of being reminded about their punctuality or their organization.

People within the ASD community, however, are the most likely to be targeted. When you struggle with social pragmatics or processing speed, you’re at the mercy of every fool with even a minimal level of social status. Many autie folks, often possessing superior IQ and educational attainment have given up on holding a job — and not because they can’t do the work. They refuse to endure the constant humiliation and discrimination from the neurotypical culture.

Divergents Magazine creates a community of support for divergent families.
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Alethia Smith - Lifestyle Editor
A native of St. Louis, Alethia holds an Associate degree in art, a Bachelor of Arts in human services, and a Master of Arts in teaching. As well as being an Accredited event designer. Alethia worked as a residential assistant in college, where she was responsible for coordinating multiple events for hundreds of students. This is where she developed a true love for event planning. After college, she led a number of independent partnerships, focused on developing and managing promotion events. She is known for engaging her talents and ideas in fun, exciting, and unconventional ways.
It's the most minute details that make an event successful, and Alethia is the master of the little things. She has the ability to transform and perfect your vision and impeccably execute the detail to create an amazing event. With over a decade of experience planning galas, fundraisers, weddings, and festive events of all kinds, Alethia understands how to fit everything together to create a flawless and remarkable event.

Ben Mitchell, Publisher & Editor-in-Chief 
With an MFA in Poetry from Goddard College, Ben Mitchell has published poems in more than fifty literary magazines all over the US, Canada, and the UK. Mitchell’s first book of poems, Only the Sound Itself, was published by Codhill Press in 2010. In 2012, Mitchell was one of four poets invited to read his work at the first poetry reading of Parabola magazine. Mitchell is currently completing a book called The Bigotry of Normal, reflecting on thirty years working in the field of special education as an individual diagnosed with Dyslexia and ADHD. He started Divergents magazine as a natural result of the themes in his book: all voices deserve to be heard.

Deborahanne Mayer - CFO 
Deborahanne grew up in Medford, Mass to an Italian American, Irish and Syrian family. She excelled in long distance running and was a standout as a high school athlete. She practiced ballet, tap and jazz from age 5 and carried these talents into college, though ultimately deciding upon a career in the legal field. The first in her family to receive a college degree, upon graduation, she moved to South Boston, worked for a Boston law firm during the day and moonlighting as a jazz dancer for a club in Cambridge. Ultimately, hearing her biological clock ticking, she made a decision to have children and dedicated her life to raising them. Now that the chickens have fled the coop, Deborahanne now splits her time between being a legal eagle, rowing on her Concept 2, practice target shooting and singing in her band, Debbie and the Downers.

Leon Rice, Civil Rights Editor 
Leon was born into the Civil Rights movement: in the 1960’s, his grandfather had to move his family and career from Natchez, Mississippi to Chicago, Illinois. As a prominent member of the NAACP, he found himself next on the KKK hit-list, just after Medgar Evers. This has formed the foundation for everything that came after. Leon graduated from Landmark College as a member of Phi Theta Kappa. During his time at Landmark, he served as the VP of the campus chapter of Phi Theta Kappa and the first black male Residence Advisor. Over the years, he’s been a basketball coach, an educator, an entrepreneur, and most notably, a writer and a photographer.

Will Stevenson, Graphics Editor 
Will Stevenson is a resident of Red Bank New Jersey and has been doing creative work for most of his life. His art career started at age 14 in Mansfield Middle School in Connecticut, where his Social Studies teacher recognized a talent and suggested a creative project for academic credit. This was then realized by the painting of an historically themed mural on a classroom wall. He exceeded expectations of the Board of two prestigious Art Schools, the Montserrat College of Art in Beverly, MA, followed by the School of the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston, MA, from which Will graduated in 1990. Will has held many creative-based jobs such as the design, installation and maintenance of Japanese Gardens in New England. He has an avid interest in architecture and design and is currently working as a Graphic Designer.
Call for Submissions!

The deadline for our Spring issue is March 18, 2022 by 11:59PM. We’d love to hear from you.

To submit your writing or art, read the relevant guidelines below:

Prose and Poetry Submission Guidelines

We are always looking for essays, opinions, creative nonfiction, fiction, and poetry for inclusion in Divergents. Our content is made for, by, and about the experience of living atypically in a neurotypical world. We are especially interested in stories that celebrate neurodiversity and feature the unique ways divergent populations interact with and contribute to their communities. We love stories that raise awareness of ancillary issues neurotypicals might not have ever thought of. For example, a story about your Autism diagnosis and what that means isn't quite what we're looking for. A story about having a scary run in with the police because they aren't trained to identify or deal with people on the spectrum is.

For all submissions, the following criteria apply:

  • Submissions should be emailed to
  • Your submission should either be attached as a Word document (.doc) or a working link to a Google Doc. 
  • While we don’t have hard limits on length, prose submissions are ideally between 2,000 and 3,000 words. Poetry should be able to fit on one page (Sorry, Dante)
  • In your submission document, include the following information at the beginning, before the body of the piece: 
    • Title
    • Your name as you’d like it to appear
    • Your email address
  • If we accept your submission, understand that we may make changes to it for issues of length, clarity, or tone. 

Visual Art Submission Guidelines

We want to see any art in any medium: paintings, drawings, collages, mosaics, sculptures, and more are all welcome.
For clarity and efficiency, we ask you to submit a list of your images (in pdf, Word or raw text in email) which should follow this format:

Artist's name:
Artist's e-mail address:
Artists Social Media links:
—then the images should be listed below in this format:
  1. number
  2. Title of piece
  3. Materials used
  4. Dimensions of the work (in inches or centimeters)
  5. Year of the works creation
We ask that you rename the image files with the artists name and the number that corresponds to the image list, this will help alleviate confusion

  • Email the images and the list of images of your work to our Art department :, or send to us using WeTransfer to the same email address
  • Total size of image files should be no more than 250MB per image preferably
  • Images should be high resolution (200-300 dpi), lower resolution images just won't print clearly and we want to represent you in your best light!
  • If you have any questions you can email Christina Tedesco:
[If you're unsure of how to best photograph your artwork, this video can help you]

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Divergents Magazine seeks advertisers: Printed in full color on high gloss, high quality paper, Divergents Magazine is the first international neurodiversity journal, exclusively focused on the work and experience of the neurodivergent community. Every artist, writer, or thinker featured has been diagnosed with one or more derogatory labels -- Dyslexia, ADHD, Autism Spectrum etc. Unlike existing publications in the field highlighting the work of neuro-typical “experts,” Divergents Magazine is by, for, and about people from families with minority neurological profiles. I look forward to hearing from you. Sincerely - Leon Rice Director of Advertising Divergents Magazine Phone: 773-596-7639 Email:

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