Personal Narrative: The Four African American College Students

On the day of boycott, I decided to join the party along with some other white men. What we did

Alfreda was a first generation college student. She had a difficult academic experience being one of only four African American students majoring in animal science. She used her social life to help her cope with the experience. Alfreda mentioned Zinck 's night which is a campus tradition named after a bar keeper in Ithaca that owned a bar that was a haven for college students. Alfreda found no interest in this event, however, she did participate in Slope day because it was an opportunity for her and her friends to celebrate the last day of school. Instead of participating in the university-wide homecoming, she mentions a separate homecoming sponsored by a Black fraternity, Alpha Phi Alpha and the Festival of Black Gospel. She states:

All throughout time people have been “the other.” Pratt refers to the other as being “Someone who is perceived by the dominant culture as not belonging, as they have been

Growing up as a first-generation college-bound Hispanic woman has proven to be a difficult journey. Both of my parents left their home countries at a young age and came to this country without any ideas or real opportunities on where to begin. At a young age, I have been taught that having a higher education is the key to having a successful and plentiful life. However, the journey towards achieving my dream of receiving a higher education has been filled with moments where I have challenged the stereotypes about getting pregnant and dropping out of high school, facing my grandma’s unexpected illness that affected me both academically and mentally, and the challenge of being a first generation college bound student in my family.

Coming into the University I didn’t know what to expect, especially with taking 16 hours, and Comp being one of them. Being a first generation college student, has been rough especially since my older sister exceeded my parents expectations. I believe I am capable of succeeding in anything I set my mind to. I have always struggled with English/Writing since English is my second language. Many people tend to get surprised when I tell them I learned English at the age of 4, since they believed English would be my first language since I was born in the United States. Long story short, English is my second language because I was raised by my grandparents, since my parents always dedicated their time to work to provide us with a better future.

In the first presentation, I noticed an event called the Greensboro Sit-ins. This was a single event that sparked a nationwide movement and flood of support for the civil rights movement and the issue of business owners withholding service from those who were not white. On February 1st, 1960, 4 students of the North Carolina Agricultural and Technical State University sat at a whites-only lunch table, requested service, and were then denied and asked to leave. When they left, they went to tell campus leaders what had happened and as a result gained people that wanted to participate in the sit-in. It is said that “the next morning twenty-nine neatly dressed male and female [NCATSU] students sat at the Woolworth’s lunch counter,” the same counter where those first four students sat (NorthCarolinaHistory.org). After this happened, protests occurred each week and hundreds of students were showing up at Woolworth’s. Following this, more and more students from around the US were staging sit ins at segregated lunch counters as a form of non-violent protest against discrimination.

Too black for the White kids, yet somehow too white for the Black kids, oh the perils of a cappuccino mixed race kid. But it’s true. My life since I was young, at least younger than my eighteen year old self, has been about which group do I most fit in with. Between the four school changes over the course of twelve years, all in white suburban towns I’ve molded myself into an array of characters.

It is Sunday morning in Miami, but for me today is a new beginning where my independence start and I can use my time wisely. Therefore, I decided to travel to the beach, with the windows down having the wind run through my hair and having my favorite song "Independent Woman" play on the radio. The sound of the waves of the ocean it was incredible and peacefully, which reminds me of the feeling of comfort when I am sitting on Brandon. Another example why Brandon is important in my life, it is because, during high school, I spent plenty of time waiting for the bus to travel to work and home, and in today's day time is valuable. However, I lost time being incapable of buying me a car. Missing the bus plenty of times and having to count on my friend

4 brave black men went to a sit in diner one day and changed the way everything was with the black and whites. This is important to be because today wouldn't be the same if it weren't for those 4 men. You shouldn’t be judged on the way you grew up or even the color of your skin.

Growing up, I’ve struggle becoming a successful African American male from Detroit. I have been through racial barriers because of my skin complexion. I have been scrutinized heavily just because of my skin color. However, my skin tone is just a physical feature and it does not determine the upcoming success I will have later in life. However, I have an excessive amount of plans that I will conquer to succeed without a doubt. My first priority for my future after my life in high school is to attend Michigan State University. When I received my decision letter and found out that I was accepted to my dream school on December 8, 2017. I knew that my future was not an imagination anymore. My future came became a reality. Furthermore, my first step is to further my education at one of Michigan’s top schools for medicine.

When I first heard about Berry College, I thought it was just another school in Georgia. My friend told me about it and I thought maybe I should look into it. I put it aside for some time until I saw a picture of this beautiful building. I was taken away by the architecture so I looked up the building and realized it was part of Berry College. I feel like in that moment, I felt in love with the surroundings of the school. I looked more into it and saw that it had everything I was looking for. The environment, the classes, and the activities, it was just perfect. So I have to say that I'm attracted to the feel of the campus and the never ending size. I know what I see it's only on the outside, but I can't wait to see what it has to offer inside.

When I think of America, I think of one sole word: determination. Our history is a medley of spectacular accomplishments and now-realized mistakes. We’ve struggled with issues that appear to be simple, yet the effects of past hardships can still be felt today. For example, we thought we had ended racism by making African-Americans equal under law, after the civil rights movement, but this same issue has merely developed into social discrimination. Despite the problems that remain and evolve with us through time, the most defining attribute every American has is their will-power to achieve their dreams. To many, these dreams are to end racial, gender, or sexual orientation discrimination. To many, these dreams may even be as seemingly simple

First, I’d like to start off this question by saying when I attend Huntington University in the fall of 2016, I plan on starting and participating in a pep band for the home basketball games. As a Horizon Leader, I can offer a different perspective of any stereotypes anyone may have already made. Since I am biracial with White and African American, I am apart of extremely different cultures in my everyday life. As a Horizon Leader I can inform and influence current students on the cultures I am exposed to, that they may not be. As a minority, I feel like it is my job and responsibility to be the representation of the Black community. But not only the black community, but the multiracial community as well, because being multiracial is a culture

Throughout history, there have been a number of momentous changes in the world. Many of us have witnessed, or even been a part of, some of these changes. We may find ourselves assuming that it takes hundreds of thousands of people to come together to make any kind of difference. However, as Margaret Mead states, a “small group of thoughtful, committed citizens” can change the world. One of the greatest, most notable changes in America began with a few incredible citizens who took a stand and fought bravely for what they believed in. Beginning with Claudette Colvin and Rosa Parks’ infamous refusal to adhere to the southern custom of blacks having to sit in the back of the bus in 1955 and Martin Luther King Jr.’s strong leadership and speaking

After the initial stumbling block more commonly known as residential life, I faced the towering challenge of settling into classes. Once I had registered (which was itself something of a dilemma), I had in my hand a sheet of abbreviations that rivaled a military briefing or a computer manual. My first class, on a Thursday morning, was located in a building called CBW, which stood for Classroom Building West. Surely the