One of the highlights from this past month that I would like to share is a talk that I gave at the Celebration for Excellence at Barnard. I was invited to give the alumni charge at a graduation event that celebrates students who belong to or self-identify as members of the following groups: C-STEP Scholars (Collegiate Science and Technology Entry Program), HEOP Scholars, (Higher Education Opportunity Program), MMUF Scholars (Mellon Mays Undergraduate Fellows), students of color, students with disabilities, members of the LBGTQIA community,and first-generation college students.
For the talk, I wrote the following poem, which was dedicated to the Class of 2017 and my mentor while I was a student at Barnard, Lorrin Johnson. Lorrin was the Program Secretary for the Biology Department. I met her when I was a Lab Assistant for the Biology Department during my first year at Barnard. Not only was Lorrin someone I could talk to, but she saved me many a subway fare (back when we used tokens) with rides back to the Bronx, and thanks to her insistence, I left Barnard computer literate. Back in 1987, she said, “Maria, it’s the wave of the future. You have to become computer literate before you graduate.” She made me type my senior research project on a department computer which had a black screen, green letters, and 8-inch floppy disks. I wanted nothing to do with computers, but at her insistence, I became computer literate and it opened so many doors for me after I graduated. Lorrin’s mentoring and encouragement helped me get through my four years at Barnard and finally graduate. I also found my way back to campus during my first years of teaching and later while I was a student at Teachers College to sit in “the chair” in Lorrin’s office. Then, when I returned to Barnard as a new faculty member in 2004, Lorrin was still there. She is retired now, and as life would have it we belong to the same church, so I get to see her quite often.
In any case, my poem is below.
If you are like me…
If you are like me, you arrived at Barnard wondering how you got in and whether you really belonged here. Meeting the other students didn’t help
If you are like me, you dove into First-year orientation with so much enthusiasm your new friends took you aside to ask if you were on drugs (For the record, I wasn’t)
If you are like me, you arrived not fully prepared for the rigors of college writing, but full of thoughts and ideas that you struggled to form in sanctioned ways upon a page.
If you are like me, you got a C on your first history paper (your best subject in high school). The pages were full of red marks and a note to buy a copy of Strunk and White. That ended thoughts of majoring in History, Political Science, Philosophy, (I could go on here.)
If you are like me, you satisfied your quantitative reasoning requirement with anything but a math course, and that eliminated majoring in Math, Economics, Chemistry, Physics (are you getting the picture here?)
If you are like me, you managed to get through Freshman Seminar and Freshman English with B’s but had such a fear of writing that you chose your major, Biology, because you would not have to write a senior thesis
If you are like me you were never only a college student, you had family responsibilities like taking your little brother to school or working too many hours a week to pay for things your parents could not afford
If you are like me, you found a campus job and a mentor (not necessarily a professor) who cared for you throughout your four years, whose advice proved valuable over and over again, and who you promised to stay in touch with long after leaving Barnard
If you are like me, your grades ranged from A to F and everything in between, but grades were never a measure of how much you learned inside or outside the classroom.
If you are like me, you literally stood out in a crowd, labeled by the things that made you different from most of the other students, so everyone seemed to know you even if you weren’t always sure who you were.
If you are like me you had more than a few tears and more than a few laughs along the way, you fell in and out of love and made new friends but kept some of the old.
If you are like me, you tried new things and expanded your horizons. You delved into a class, a job, an internship, a club, research on campus or off campus, some activity that shaped your hopes and dreams for the future.
If you are like me, you found ways to practice your faith and to keep the flames of hope alive within you even though it was something your classmates seldom spoke about
If you are like me somewhere along the way you realized that you had not or could not live up to your Barnard potential. There were too many opportunities you did not take advantage of. There were too many things holding you back. The four years were just too short, but you made yourself a promise that one day you would live up to that potential.
If you are like me, despite all your efforts, you might be approaching graduation a few credits shy, and even though only you and your advisor know, you still feel like a bit of a fraud at the idea of donning your cap and gown and walking across the stage
But you are not like me. You are incomparable and extraordinary, gifted with your own blend of bold and beautiful, your own challenges, your own struggles, and your own triumphs.
Maybe you experienced some of what I experienced, or maybe you did not. Either way, I am here to remind you that graduation is just a beginning, and I want to challenge you to gather up all the threads of your experiences here at Barnard and own each and every one of them.
The engaging ones, the marginalizing ones, the painful ones, the inspiring ones, the difficult ones, the joyful ones, the creative ones, the boring ones, the ones that made you doubt yourself and the ones that have just begun to show you what you are capable of
The moments of isolation and the moments of solidarity, the times you were afraid and the time you were unafraid, the times you followed, the times you led, the times you stayed silent, and the times you spoke out bravely
Own these threads and take them with you. But know that these threads are also ones that bind us together here in this moment and into the future as Barnard alumni
I stand here before you today an accomplished writer, a tenured professor at Barnard, the Chair of the Education Program, an Associate Editor of the top journal in my field, an elected member of the Board of Directors for my International Organization, a wife of almost thirty years, mother of three children, a woman of faith, a cancer survivor, a proud Latina alumna, and co-fund chair for the class of 1988
The path from my Barnard commencement to this moment was by no means smooth or direct, but here I am. And here you are
You will leave Barnard and find your own way in the world, but Barnard will never leave you. These four years will continue to shape and form the person you are becoming long after you leave.
So hold your head high, do not be ashamed of coming up short or taking the long and winding path. It took me 25 years and I’m not done yet!
Keep coming back to Barnard, in person or virtually, and despite how imperfect your time here might have been, continue to give back from what little you may have in gratitude for what these four years have been and will be for you
The beginning of the rest of your life
Thank you
MSRM 5/16/17