My Reflections From the Jabberwock Scholarship Affaire:
My parents have worked hard to teach my siblings and I the importance of having the audacity to dream boldly. In a society full of dream killers, from Facebook posts and Snapchat to some of our own dm’s, I am reminded there are few things that cannot be stolen. (1) The dare to dream, (2) a strong work ethic to carry out bold dreams and (3)the faith to follow through with those dreams. I am here because of someone else’s dreams. Lena Horne, Dorothy Dandridge, Phylicia Rashad, Diahann Carroll, Ida B. Wells, Debbie Allen, Shonda Rhymes, Charlotte E. Ray, Nina Simone, Billie Holiday, Lupita Nyong’o, Hattie McDaniel – these are some of the shoulders I stand on. I am reminded, “We are the women who marched from cotton fields into fields of medicine, entertainment and the white house,” Jada Pinkett Smith. I am grateful to be honored for such an award. I am not worthy alone. As a vessel, I pour into others as I have been poured into. My flaws are far from few and sometimes it feels like failure hovers around my backyard all too often. The work that is being done with young people in Chicago, Rochester, Memphis, Dallas and so on is not for the camera or recognition. Nine times out of ten you will rarely see the faces of angels working in the community; those who go into the battle field every day. We serve, because a purpose has been placed in our laps and we accepted the call. We serve to inspire hope in communities where hope has been dried up and living is a distinct memory. We serve to overcome our own weaknesses through the strength in the eyes of the young people staring back at us. We serve as an ode to our past and the countless hours of service angels that came before us. We serve to hold you up and not let us fall. I leave you with this “Let Her B” moment:
“We all die. The goal isn’t to live forever. The goal is to CREATE something that will.”
Whitney Houston
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