2015 went nothing, and I mean NOTHING like I imagined. Don’t get me wrong, I definitely had some amazingly fun moments, but overall, 2015 was a year of lessons. Often painful, confusing and seemingly unfair lessons. Lessons I was not even remotely prepared for. I couldn’t cheat, phone a friend or use a lifeline.… Continue reading Goodbye 2015
Mrs. Sheila Sawyer, Mrs. Erma Outlaw and Mrs. Linda Farmer. My 5th, 6th and 10th grade teachers. Thank you for the passion you have for you students. Thank you for realizing that not all students learn the same. Thank you for pushing me beyond my comfort level and causing me to fall in love… Continue reading Day 13: My Favorite Teachers
My second group of babies, but I love you just the same! Thank you for allowing me to be one of your very first dance instructors. I was a sophomore at NCCU and I was looking for something fun to do to meet my community service graduation requirements. I ran into Mrs. Locas at… Continue reading Day 12: JD Clement Early College Dance Team
I was always taught to be cautious how you end one year and start another because that shapes how your new year will be. I’ve never been really big on superstition. I feel like what is meant to be will be and a cat walking in front of you, or splitting a pole, can’t change… Continue reading The Roommate
LaChelle, I think we were in 4th grade when we first met, but I don’t think we became true friends until our 7th grade year when we cheered together. I remember people telling me that the friends you have in middle school probably won’t be your friends in high school. That statement proved true for… Continue reading Day 10: Someone I Don’t Talk to as Much as I’d Like to
So to the distinguished gentlemen of the Urban Prep Academy for Young Men, continue to make us proud. When you get to the college or university that you’ve chosen, continue to carry that values that have been instilled in you over the years. Show them why and how you earned that scholarship.
Its funny how we have our life’s planned out. We want to do “this” by the time we’re this age and we want to accomplish “that” before we’re another age. I must admit, when I was about 12 I wrote down everything I wanted to accomplish and the age at which I wanted to accomplish those things. I won’t say I had some unrealistic expectations but I did have some unrealistic time frames.