Now I feel a little less like The Lone Ranger; or on second thought, make that a little less like Tonto!
They say people are often inspired by small things–an encouraging word, a pat on the back, or even a wink. My writing inspiration came from a different set of circumstances.
A few years ago, I along with other former African-American Ohio University Bobcats, was asked to write of a memorable experience while at the school. All wrote positive stories about meeting new friends, the newfound freedom of living in a dorm, fraternities, sororities, etc. I, too, enjoyed the school— maybe too much—which is why I graduated from Lincoln University instead of Ohio University. And although most of my time spent on campus was good, what I remember most vividly took place my sophomore year.
I was assigned a dorm room with a white football player—a nice guy, but not too bright. We took an English Composition class together. He was getting D’s and F’s. I was getting C’s. So, after…
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