Gianni - The High Road
I’m a strong black woman with huge dreams and the ambition to back it up. Oh yeah, my name is Gianni. I have been told my whole life I wasn’t capable, so I have spent my life showing people I am. I’ve had people discourage my goals, doubt my abilities, and deny my achievements. Maybe it’s my age. Maybe it’s my skin. Maybe it’s my personality. But somehow people find a reason not to believe in me, especially at Purdue. My teachers and classmates all assume I’m an ignorant, loud, stereotypical black girl.
Honestly, I’m sick of it. I’m sick of my teachers looking surprised when I know an answer or make an intelligent statement. I’m sick of my classmates’ body language which translates to “What is she?”, “Who does she think she is?”, and “Why is she here?” And I am so sick of my chemistry TA. She had caucacity to ask me “Are you able to understanding the material?” Am I able?? I’m at Purdue University, why wouldn’t I be able? She must have wanted to get smacked because a part of me wanted to come out and do it for her. But instead, I just left class. I took the highroad because that’s what’s expected of me as an educated black woman.