MIS-EDUCATION
“All you ever want to do is remind me I am black. But, goddamn it,
I also am.”- John Williams
I thought graduating from high school was the sign I had been waiting for. I was the only one besides my mother to actually achieve this accredited academic milestone. Neither of my sisters, who are both older than me, ever reached this pinnacle. As the youngest in my immediate family, I felt a sense of pride that would have been bestowed upon a prince, which had just conquered the quest to acquire the unattainable chalice of knowledge. It was this very accomplishment that gave me the courage and confidence to continue a degree of higher education. It wasn’t until a month or two later that reality came knocking at my …show more content…
After talking with my mother, who was so excited to hear that I wanted to further my education. I called the school’s admissions office to request an application. As I began to comb through this extensive application, I realized I didn’t know what I was reading. So I waited for my mother to get home from work, in hopes she could help make some sense of this academic jargon that had descended on me. My mother settled in from her work day, we sat at the kitchen table to begin deciphering what this so called “application” was all about. It had to be about ten to fifteen pages long, and it required data for all these funny looking acronyms like SAT, MAT and GPA score. On top of all of that, they wanted me to write a two to five page essay? Are you kidding me? As I looked at my mother with complete confusion on my face, she looked back at me with such sympathy, and now that I think
“All you ever want to do is remind me I am black. But, goddamn it,
I also am.”- John Williams
I thought graduating from high school was the sign I had been waiting for. I was the only one besides my mother to actually achieve this accredited academic milestone. Neither of my sisters, who are both older than me, ever reached this pinnacle. As the youngest in my immediate family, I felt a sense of pride that would have been bestowed upon a prince, which had just conquered the quest to acquire the unattainable chalice of knowledge. It was this very accomplishment that gave me the courage and confidence to continue a degree of higher education. It wasn’t until a month or two later that reality came knocking at my …show more content…
After talking with my mother, who was so excited to hear that I wanted to further my education. I called the school’s admissions office to request an application. As I began to comb through this extensive application, I realized I didn’t know what I was reading. So I waited for my mother to get home from work, in hopes she could help make some sense of this academic jargon that had descended on me. My mother settled in from her work day, we sat at the kitchen table to begin deciphering what this so called “application” was all about. It had to be about ten to fifteen pages long, and it required data for all these funny looking acronyms like SAT, MAT and GPA score. On top of all of that, they wanted me to write a two to five page essay? Are you kidding me? As I looked at my mother with complete confusion on my face, she looked back at me with such sympathy, and now that I think