Afrolatina Scholar Takes Cape Town
I am a senior at Montclair State University, studying Sociology, Pre-Law and African American Studies. I have been on Dean’s List every semester throughout my college career while being actively involved in multiple cultural student organizations (Latin American Student Organization, NAACP and Organization of Students for African Unity), departmental committees and administrative initiatives as well as working various campus jobs. Through these experiences, I have fostered relationships with people that have given me more that I could have ever asked. I have been so privileged to meet so many incredible people that push me every single day, every minute, to be a better person so I can then empower others to be better.
During the fall, I will be studying abroad in Cape Town, South Africa. I am taking concentrated courses in sociology, history and african studies along with doing a service-learning project where I will be volunteering at a human rights or youth educational organization. The only reason why I am studying abroad is for people. I want to pay forward what has been given to me; I want to show the people of my city that it is possible; I want to impact people to believe in themselves and see more than they are used to. If you help to fund me, you are also funding them--figuratively. I join you to believe in the mission of people--that actual people can make a difference through love and peace.
Projects that I will be working on besides classes and service-learning:
- Writing a blog “Afro-Dominican in South Africa” for a page: #IAMENOUGH Empowering Afro-Latina Women
- Pre-research for Fulbright Scholar Program Application
- Journal article to present at conferences
As the cold crumbles beneath my feet, it decides not to dance with me. As it doesn't dance, my blood temp decreases and I become much colder. The cold fails to realize that dancing is for the brave, it is for those who persevere and understand the nature of its resistance. To dance is to resist, to seek freedom.
As the cold continues to crumble my feet, I decide to take initiative. This fucking cold is going to dance with me regardless if it wants to or not. So I grab my hips and my flyable arms and dance. I dance until my heart gives up. I dance until I have exhausted the dancing opportunities of this earth.
Dance, baby girl, just dance.
Music is supposed to ignite. Let's dance, let's just dance. Let's dance until the blusters on our feet become permanent, until our hands become one. Let's dance until the world tells us to stop but let's keep going. Let's keep dancing, let's keep resisting, breaking floors and destroying ceilings. Let's keep going even if old age incapacitates us. Let's keep our hearts dancing to the beats of African drums and Latin rhythms.
Like Lauryn Hill said, Music is supposed to inspire.