That was the idea of today's documentary. The lovely Dr. Benjamin offered us facts and stories of Howard University, its schools and various namesakes without boring us. I can't speak for everyone of course, but it did not bore me. I thought it would. Her set up had all the makings of a boring presentation. I say this because when most professors choose to spend the entire class behind a podium, you know it's time to slouch a little lower in your seat and take a peek at the back of your eyelids. However, I did neither one of those things today. I was alert and attentive, but my hands could not keep up with the information I was receiving.
The name of your school and the person it was named for should be one of the first things listed in any brochure and common knowledge amongst all students. Sadly, I really had no inkling of an idea of why my beloved Howard University was named as such. Dr. Benjamin introduced me to General Oliver Otis Howard. I love the name. The fact that he was a founder of the university and that he advocated for the welfare and education of former slaves makes Howard University sound that much sweeter when said out loud.
I was a Quad Girl my freshman year. I am proud to say, I did know who Harriet Tubman was and what she did with the underground railroad; however, I was not aware of the accomplishments of Phillis Wheatley-the person for which my hall was named.
I am a writer. If not through schooling, then at least at heart. I was so touched to learn the Ms. Wheatley pioneered African-American Literature. The fact that she was thirteen when she published her first book astounds me. I love her thirst for knowledge and learning. I have that same desire, but something in me prevents me from fully embracing it.
Alexandria Igwe
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