Congratulations to Chapman University’s Black Student Union for an outstanding Martin Luther King, Jr. program yesterday evening. A movie of Dr. King’s time at Chapman. Singing. Recitation. Invocation, Speeches. For a moment, I thought someone might break out with a Langston Hughes or a Paul Laurence Dunbar poem.
BSU – you are small but mighty. The event included alums, faculty, parents and students. It was sparsely attended but heartfelt, well organized and informative. Hearing about the unlawful stops and searches that black students endured in 1968, really put my experience as a black faculty member in perspective. I also got an opportunity to talk with a faculty colleague. Some straight up field negro information sharing transpired.
Suffice it to say that everyone in attendance had a good, old fashioned, black time.
Big up to philosopher Michelle M. Moody-Adams for being named the first black and first female dean of Columbia College. My dad took chemistry courses at Columbia after graduating from Johnson C. Smith. My mom took classes at Columbia’s School for General Studies. I spent many an afternoon running around the campus with her. My great aunt-in-law taught at Barnard. Now, if only Columbia would stop trying to colonize Harlem and Washington Heights.
Onwards and upwards, people.