It seems like being different is a badge of honor at Brown, not something to be ashamed of, which is why I think it will be a good school for me, as a black girl.
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My being African American and not showing any interest in an HBCU is surprising to most. But not to my mom, even though she went to Tuskegee University. She understood I’m looking for a more diverse college experience than the one she had.
Going to an HBCU means letting go of the obligation to be “black forward” for others. For the first time, I’ll get to attend an institution that has a variety of courses and extracurriculars tailored specifically for my educational advancement, as an African American.
When thinking about college choice, how much does race matter for three black seniors from Oakland, Chicago, and Atlanta?
It’s always awkward when kids I know come in as customers. The underlying context is clear: Instead of being out having a good time on a Saturday night, I’m at work, serving them.
I like the sounds of the fields, hearing people speaking Spanish and the radio blasting ranchera tunes. It sounds like my childhood.
Jobs are hard to come by in Appalachia, and chances are slim that I can stay here and be successful at the same time.
I’ve been interning at a tech company that makes mobile apps. Being young, black and Muslim, it’s a little intimidating working in a place without many people of color.
Four teens reflect on how race and class played a role in their summer employment. Read our latest for The New York Times’ Race/Related newsletter.