One Last Time
For the most part I have mastered the art of being comfortable in uncomfortable situations. But I remember first coming into Uni and it felt like I didn't belong there. There was no one that looked like me. I was in a class of 65 people and there was not one other black girl. I was the only one. I felt out of place, and I was remembering the countless times that I was told I would automatically get into Uni because of my race. It invalidated my acceptance into Uni. I started to doubt myself and my abilities. My subfreshman year I let the doubts get to me. I did not preform as academically well as I would have liked too. My grades were okay but definitely not what I was used to, and I knew I was capable of a lot more. I made sure that I applied myself in every subject, and my grades exponentially better each year. I got used to the situations when slaves were brought up in class and eyes looked at me, it became my new normal in Uni. Nothing bothered me anymore, therefore I foc