Leaving a Legacy Behind

One Student Discusses Importance of Diversity at University

diversityIt is so close to graduation. As a senior, you look back at your years here and say, “Did I leave a legacy here? Did I make an im­pact on this community in West Long Branch, NJ?”

Personally, one of the things that find I myself looking for is the defining moment. What is that one experience that I have had that can define four years? I don’t know if it is possible, but there is one moment that I believe repre­sents the things that I want to see changed here at MU.

Let me introduce a fact from collegeboard.com that I found in­teresting about the University.

Four percent of the students here at MU are black. Four per­cent seems like a small number, but when I saw two black students on the MU homepage when I was applying, I thought that the popu­lation percentage would in actu­ality be in the tens.

However, I am not voicing a gripe with the institution, but ar­guing a call to action for minority students who attend this univer­sity. Leave a legacy. And no, I am not referring to the bricks that you walk past every day on your way to class. Leave a legacy that people will remember for the rest of their lives.

Now what you all have been waiting for: the experience that I had that sums up my legacy here at MU. It happened last Friday. I was in story telling class with Professor Mary Carol Stunkel, and part of our class work re­quires us to go off campus and recite stories to children.

The school that we went to was the Hope Academy Charter School in Asbury Park, NJ. Last Friday, I told a story to a class­room full of excited second grad­ers eager to hear what the visitor had to say, and it was a fulfilling experience. Seeing the children gasp when the man in the story disappeared or hearing their an­swers to why the person in the story was a selfish person did it for me.

The classroom was mixed with white children and children of col­or. But what left an indelible mark on my life is when the teacher ap­proached me after I concluded my story and was exiting the class­room. She pulled me aside and said to me, “Out of all the years I had students from Monmouth University come to my classroom and tell stories to my students, you are the first person of color to do so. Not just black, of color.” That truly resonated with me be­cause I can’t think of many things I was the first at doing, except be­ing “me.” I was the first? It might not mean much to some people reading this, but I’m grateful that I could be the first person of color to represent MU in the classroom to those students.

For those of African descent who come after me and go on to represent MU in many ways, in your four years here, let us not be known by just how well we play sports or how athletic we are, let us be known for using our minds to impact this campus. Let us be reporters for The Outlook and presidents of clubs and outstand­ing academic students. Let us be the next group of professors ten­ured at this institution. Let us change our campus for the better because at the end of the day, all anyone wants to be is remem­bered.

No one wants to be forgotten, but more importantly, we need to show this campus and this community how our impact can be with the words we speak and the lives that we live. If we don’t prove it to ourselves as a commu­nity that we are worth more than our physical ability, then we have supremely undervalued our im­portance to this community.

It wasn’t solely Jackie Robin­son’s or Muhammad Ali’s skills that caused them to be remem­bered as such integral compo­nents of black history, but it was what they stood for and said. MU desperately needs that and it starts with us.

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