A Glimpse of 3 Generations of Educated Black women.
- Grandmother:When I transferred as only the second Black woman to enroll at UNC, all 5 of my assigned roommates left the dorm. I visited all the sororities during rush week in 1964 and was turned down everywhere because of the “all-white clause” in their charters. On the first day of class, my English professor said i didn't belong and he would fail me, so i was wasting my time. I had 3 other English professors grading my papers to see what grade i really deserved and i consistently received As and Bs from them... my professor gave me a C in the class. I graduated with a double major in psychology and sociology in 1966.
- Mother:I didn’t have the kind of experiences my mother had. I was aware that there were people who clearly preferred to keep themselves away from minority students, but I didn’t allow that to affect me. My Carolina experience was not shaped by race. It was shaped by diverse experiences with my friends and the leadership roles I had in the School of Journalism. I joined the Black Student Movement, was managing editor of The Black Ink and took part in the struggle to get the University to build a freestanding black cultural center. I graduated in 1987 with a degree in journalism and public relations.
- Daughter:My experience was different. I joined Alpha Chi [a white sorority] because, for me, race was not an impediment. I had choices. I chose to be with my friends and I was not constrained by antiquated thinking on race. My grandmother did not have that choice and – thanks to the sacrifices of so many – I did. I spent last summer studying abroad in Spain. I enrolled in 2011 and am now a senior majoring in journalism, focusing on public relations – and a minor in Spanish for the business professions.