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Through the eyes of an island boy
By BSA Series | March 28, 2014When I first stepped onto Duke’s campus, I felt the loneliness and distance from home.
When I first stepped onto Duke’s campus, I felt the loneliness and distance from home.
When approached about an educational reform I would implement at Duke, my response was simple: I want the African and African American Studies department expanded.
I’ve been the black guy since the third grade. It was in the third grade that I learned that I was different because I was black.
For someone who is still a long way from the prospect of marriage, I spend an excessive amount of time thinking about what I am going to name my children.
“My hiking trip was so weird,” she starts the dinner conversation. “There was a woman, and she was just there topless. And then there were these kids,” she pauses before continuing the statement...