The realest and most swagged out CMA group TFA has ever seen. With the Vince Young banner in the background, stuff of him is kinda everywhere in the school.
Wow. Can't believe institute came and went. Going into it, it seemed that 5 weeks of countless sessions and teaching classes would take forever, but as they say, time flies when your having fun. Although institute was built up to me as some insurmountable task and "the hardiest thing you'll ever endure" (As a Nupe from the Iota Xi Klan I laughed at this) I actually never really felt stressed or burdened. I loved it. Eating 4 meals a day, teaching my lovely students, playing pick up soccer and basketball nearly every day, and hanging out with the likes of my partners in crime Dera aka "Suwu" (cuz she will ride on you) and Parul aka "Boosie" (cuz she will cut you) along with the infamous "Splish Slash (in ya face)" CMA crew headed by the one and only A-Deezy, was quite the experience. And although not every goal was met for my class, I still saw a clear impact that I was able to make. A few memories that I will always remember:
Obtaining the largest number of DCA infractions in TFA history (lol, Dera and Parul will cosign on that one).
Teach a class in a shirt and tie while enduring 90 degree heat and mosquitoes.
My first experience in the classroom being an observation where while talking to one student I was called "Drizzy" by another from across the class. I then told him he didn't have much room to talk because he looked like Jamie Foxx, at which point the entire class laughed at him. (He really did look like him though).
"Snocker ballz and ish."
Teaching Algebra II in all Spanish some days. Haha.
Listening to a maintenance worker's advice on how I should purchase a bullet proof vest and get a concealed weapons license.
"We tryin' to die tonight."
Watch my executive staff as well as fellow corps members behave in what I will call "interesting" ways on one of our last nights out, and then getting to laugh at them and tell them the stories the next morning.
"And that's fine."
The placement of Splenda in my shirt pocket.
Meeting some of the most ambitious, driven, and humble people I've ever met in my life. Dera you inspired me.
Listening to two of my peers question why the pizza man never showed up with their pizza for their class on the last day of school. Only to find out later that day that he had been robbed of the pizza when he got to campus.
Being invited by my students to their graduation next year.
Yes yes, the memories. I can't help but get excited knowing the task I face when going back to my region. I get the privilege to go into a low income community, where the students are referred to as "hopeless" and "unprivileged" and make a change. This task hits home for me though especially, because it is the very community that I grew up in. You see in my eyes there's no difference between those kids from south of the Trinity here in Dallas then those from the north, it's simply a mindset. The only thing they need is someone to truly believe in them, like I had, and that is exactly what I plan to do.
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