#teamHBCU?

 

Now for most of you who will probably take offense to this post or those of you who simply found your way here let me break it down for you…

HBCU- Historically Black College or University

PWI- Predominately White Institution

 

Okay now that is settled lets discuss.

 

I myself, am a proud African American female. I attended an HBCU for two years and I now attend a PWI. I made good great grades while attending an HBCU. I recently made a 4.0 in my final semester at this particular HBCU. I can honestly say this 4.0 required no effort. I rarely attended classes, and I often missed important information in doing so. One thing that I always did was do my work. No matter what I turned in my essays, homework, research, projects, etc. in on time. When I was at class I was organized on time and efficient. Why I missed many of my classes was health related or simply didn’t feel like attending. Now, I always had an official excuse. Whether it be from the doctor, or the hospital themselves. I always had documentation of my whereabouts.

My classes at this HBCU were fairly easy and I felt as if I were “dumbed down” so to speak at this organization. My speech and grammar were unsatisfactory and I found myself using slang that I never really used to use. I didn’t recognize myself. Maybe I was caught up in the height of being at an HBCU and “reppin” my school so to speak. While attending this HBCU I maintained a GPA ranging from 3.3-4.0. I have made friends and came in contact with intellectual people who have fairly low GPAs. I remember my old best friend had a GPA of a 2.7- 2.9. At first we laughed at it because we were partly having a conversation and listening and dancing to music. After I sat down and thought about it. I realized she said her GPA was a 2.7-2.9 and I couldn’t bring it upon myself to even fathom having a GPA that low. I ask for extra credit and more homework. I am always one for an opportunity to earn points! The mentality and level of intelligence from many of the students I came in contact with had low GPAs and  I couldn’t understand why. I’m not sure what it is/was. But I got myself together, pulled through my finals and darted straight towards the highway home.

Now, I’m not saying my experience at an HBCU is the same for everyone. I am speaking MY piece/opinion on MY blog. You don’t have to like it, agree/disagree.

I’m simply speaking MY mind.

 

Now I am not disrespecting the HBCU I attended. It was great. I loved the people and the environment for the time being. I loved being able to be uplifted by the same people who share the same thoughts and feel the same way I did. Not only did we have that in common, we share history, a culture, traditions/customs. It’s great when people can come together. UNITE and make something great and receive an education. Now my HBCU was one heck of a party school. While I didn’t partake in many parties, I know my classmates and peers knew there is a time and place for everything and academics and education come first.

 

 

With all of this being said. Let me know what you think. Comment on the picture I ‘ve attached to this blog. What do you think of her tweet? Is she right? Wrong? Let me know what you think of my post. Do you agree or disagree? Of course I will have a poll attached to this for you to vote upon.

 

 

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