Some did, some did not.
Where I'd taught before, I was highly regarded and rated as being able to motivate students and bring them through courses successfully.
Many of the students at this school regarded me and other teachers like me (there were some) as obstacles between them and their degrees.
So many students had been socially passed through grade school and high school and told that they were doing 'A' work when, in fact, they were being taught to tests and regurgitating what would satisfy the sham process.
So many students came to college without knowing how to study and how to learn, and they were told they'd done well.
Once in college, they were told that they were going to be prepared for graduate study (mission of the university). The classes that they would take in college were softened so that pain (and progress) would be minimal, and courses in the pre-med area were taught to the test.
To make matters worse, everyone understood that there were more companies competing for black graduates than there were black graduates, and that everyone (except the non-black students) was pretty much guaranteed a job.
We really were standing between these students and a degree / job.
The main instructional language there was Java. The Intro to Programming sequence was a two-semester course on programming in Pascal. We weren't allowed to introduce pointers until the second term.
In general, each course began with a review of its prerequisites. For example, if the second intro course was taken in the spring semester, the first three-four weeks would be a mandatory review of the fall course's material. If the second intro course was taken in the fall, the review could take six-eight weeks, since they'd had the summer to forget things.
I went to teach at this university because I respected its mission - to prepare black students from educationally impoverished areas (e.g. Louisiana, Mississippi) for graduate study. I wanted to teach, to help.
Instead, I encountered some horrible consequences of affirmative action, reduced my standards below what I could live with, touched only a few lives in positive ways, and gave up teaching, probably for life.
Sadness is all that remains.