VSU Homecoming 2016
This
is a special post simply to acknowledge the past week of homecoming for the absolute
best HBCU in the world! I am a proud Trojan of THE Virginia State University.
Below
you see me and my roomie posted up with the crew from the comedy show, some of
which are from Wildin’ Out.I can honestly say that I was skeptical at first
because I was not sure of who the comedians were (true sign of me growing wiser) but
the show turned out to be hilariously funny.
Kirk Franklin gave us a concert that was BLESSED!
I had plenty moments of nostalgia throughout the weekend… FUN FACT: I was a band geek back in middle school, high school, and some of college. Can you spot me in the video?
The
charlie horse in my calf was a reminder of me not being the same chick I was
5-6 years ago! #FitnessGoals
Over
the years I’ve grown to love my HBCU in a way that will be a part of me for
eternity!
Here
are my Top 3 reasons why I love my HBCU:
MY HBCU has taught me soooo
much about MYSELF as an African-American woman. *Cue Gin and Juice music* With so much drama in the U.S.A. it’s kinda hard bein’
B.L.A.C.K. LOL Ok yeah I had to do it… the thought came to me and I couldn’t
let it pass me by.. Seriously though, it’s important to have an identity in a society
that lacks luster for us Queens. Yes, I am African AND American AND a Woman. I
may not have an accent, nor do I know exactly which country my family is from
(we have an idea thanks to AfricanAncestry.com), but from
the hue of my skin, the coil of my hair, and the depth of my Soul, I know that
my ancestors are from the continent of Africa. I also know that I was raised as
a little girl with a mixture of American and familial values. As a Woman, I
know that some of my best qualities are my poise, dignity, and intuition. My
HBCU has taken part in molding many facets of my personality through my
interactions with professors, speakers, and clubs/organizations. I’ve had the
chance to explore and connect with parts of myself in a way that I doubt I would
have achieved with such zeal at another University. I am appreciative of my
process and how my retrospective account has come to light. Also, our history as an HBCU is RICH. For me it took growth and a keen desire to truly understand the history of my HBCU and how important it is. I think that it is important to understand that there are multiple avenues to learning this history. What may resonate with one person, may not resonate with you. You have to find your “fountain of knowledge.” What part of the HBCU story do you love? How did you get there? I found my “fountain of knowledge” in the library. Someone else may find their “fountain of knowledge” in the campus minsitry or another club/organization, even a class.
Lastly, the bonds that I share from attending my HBCU. Understand this, no matter where I go in life, I will always remember the people I began college with. There was a small group of us who were a part of the STEM (Science, Technology, Engineering, and Math) Summer Program. We got the chance to obtain credits for school while also getting a head start on grabbing the collegiate experience. We will always share a nostalgic bond of having to navigate academic and social realms. It’s all poetry in motion if you ask me… our lives were extremely nuanced but similar all the same. There’s no other way to explain it. The same goes for friends that I’ve met throughout college as well. Our spirits will forever be one.
Our
matriculation has yielded an awareness that no person can divide. #HAILSTATE
Nika
Nika
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