Before I begin to tell you about the journey I have now started, I feel I must give some back story. While working in the Governor’s Club one evening, I was approached by the CEO of FAMU’s credit union. He too is a cancer survivor, and we began to discuss our struggle. He asked what I planned to do after I graduated in the Spring. I told him I had been working in the sports information department, and may be interested in pursuing some form of sports journalism. He revealed to me that he had many contacts in FAMU’s School of Journalism and Graphic Design (because after all, he is in charge of their money).
So after taking the GRE and filling out all the necessary paperwork, my wait began. The application was due at the beginning of June, and I was told that I needed wait until certain faculty returned from sabbatical.
June passed, no answer. I was working 40 hours a week in the summer, and growing very impatient with my plans for the fall. Should I stay with this job? Might I take some sort of class to keep from going crazy? My good friend Melanie Boehm suggested I join her in taking an LSAT class in the fall to prepare for the entrance test for law school. I have always found the idea of following in my father’s footsteps an attractive one, and was seriously considering this plan of action. After consulting with my good friend (who showed me immense support although I eventually chose not to accompany her) I found out that the deadline to sign up for the class was July 24th. The afternoon of July 21st we had a brief text message conversation that went something like this:
“So are you taking the class? :)”
“Still not sure, Mel. I’m waiting on FAMU to e-mail me back, and I haven’t heard from anyone since I turned in my application in June. I’m gonna go check the fees, and book prices.”
“Ok well go check on the books and stuff and call me back.”
I went to open up my e-mail and this is what I found.
Inbox: “Dear Mr. Lowell, Congratulations!”
I wrote Melanie back: “So, not two seconds after I got off the phone with you I got the email that says I’ve been accepted into FAMU.”
Melaine: “Go for it!”
So began my journey into life of a white student at an HBCU.
So after taking the GRE and filling out all the necessary paperwork, my wait began. The application was due at the beginning of June, and I was told that I needed wait until certain faculty returned from sabbatical.
June passed, no answer. I was working 40 hours a week in the summer, and growing very impatient with my plans for the fall. Should I stay with this job? Might I take some sort of class to keep from going crazy? My good friend Melanie Boehm suggested I join her in taking an LSAT class in the fall to prepare for the entrance test for law school. I have always found the idea of following in my father’s footsteps an attractive one, and was seriously considering this plan of action. After consulting with my good friend (who showed me immense support although I eventually chose not to accompany her) I found out that the deadline to sign up for the class was July 24th. The afternoon of July 21st we had a brief text message conversation that went something like this:
“So are you taking the class? :)”
“Still not sure, Mel. I’m waiting on FAMU to e-mail me back, and I haven’t heard from anyone since I turned in my application in June. I’m gonna go check the fees, and book prices.”
“Ok well go check on the books and stuff and call me back.”
I went to open up my e-mail and this is what I found.
Inbox: “Dear Mr. Lowell, Congratulations!”
I wrote Melanie back: “So, not two seconds after I got off the phone with you I got the email that says I’ve been accepted into FAMU.”
Melaine: “Go for it!”
So began my journey into life of a white student at an HBCU.
You're so cute, sometimes. Kind of excited you're blogging about this. I agree with V, though. Get with the good stuff already! :)
ReplyDeleteyea, for us not in tally anymore, the juicy stuff is essential lol
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