I’ve always said that the only problem with HBCUs is that we don’t demand enough from our institutions or educators. That problem alone becomes a new one entirely and branches into many new ones.
I was up late last night scrolling through instagram and i stumbled upon a post. A guy I follow (currently a Masters student at Auburn University but a Graduate of Tuskegee University) posted about his experience at a recent Auburn University basketball game. He had noticed how the university had taken the time to bring in their new recruits; of which were all or predominately Black, so that they may “experience” Auburn. He also pointed out how they surrounded all of these young Black men with an entourage of (mostly) white girls and it ends “its hard to be relevant here unless you’re scoring touchdowns or sacking QBs”
I understand the concept of using the system that’s using you; why not take advantage of a free education? And he’s right. If you’re Black at a PWI you only receive any kind of praise (90% of the time) if you’re some kind of athlete…We only matter to these people when we can make them money.
So why not take our business elsewhere? Why aren’t our young athletes more enthusiastic about playing at HBCUs? Not to say that the only thing we are good at is sports, but for the ones who excel in those areas, I know plenty of athletes at these institutions going to school for free just like they would had they went to a PWI…where does the problem lie?
It doesn’t stop at athletics though.
We are still fighting tooth and nail to compete with these PWIs…why? I for one think we have more than proven that we are capable of excelling past our counterparts in more ways than one. Why do we still seek their approval? Wish to dwell in their shadows? Then there are some who would prefer to conform to their standards than build upon our own. These among us choose to belittle their own and for what?
It’s almost as though we are afraid of what could happen if we were to actually succeed. Like we have been tricked into “staying put”. But it doesn’t have to be that way. It was glorious once:
[In each town where a black college grew up its faculty and students were, with the preachers, viewed by the nearby residents with pride. They were the elite of their host town, city, or county among the “colored” citizenry.] We could still be glorious…