This is Alpha Chapter!! Howard University Spring 2026 iconic graduation ! So much aura , so much excellence!!!♥️
This is HBCU Greek life at its finest and legacy on full display. Howard continues to raise the bar every single time!!👏🏾👏🏾
This is a kid going places in life‼️
Determined to be different. 💯
The fact that he kept all his awards neatly organized in a binder says everything about his discipline, focus, and determination… and seeing his pastor recognize his achievements in front of the congregation made the moment even more powerful 🙌🏾🥹❤️
Her father passed away when she was 4 .. he was a police officer. She took her father’s uniform and made it into her dress. This is very creative, love it❤️
Many Americans today have mixed opinions about Barack Obama. Some admire him, others criticize him. But for those of us who come from outside, the reality is often different.
Believe it or not, no American president has ever left such a strong impression around the world as Barack Obama. He embodied hope, respect, intelligence, and dialogue. He represented a powerful image of America: open, inspiring, and close to the people.
For many of us, Obama was not just a president; he was a symbol. A symbol that everything is possible, that social background, skin color, or personal history should never be limits.
He restored confidence to millions of young people around the world. He spoke to the world with dignity, calm, and responsibility. He knew how to unite instead of divide.
No matter the internal political debates, internationally, Barack Obama will forever remain one of the most respected, loved, and admired American presidents.
His legacy goes beyond borders. And his name will remain engraved in history.
So you mean to tell me that someone down your ancestry line survived being chaıned to other human bodięs for several months in the bottom of a disease-infested ship during the Middle Passage, lost their language, customs and traditions, picked up the English language as best they could while working free of charge from sun up to sun down as they watched babies sold from out of their arms and women rapęd by ruthless sIave owners.
Took names with no last names, no birth certificates, no heritage of any kind, braved the Underground Railroad, survived the Civil Wąr to enter into sharecropping... Learned to read and write out of sheer will and determination, faced the burning crosses of the KƘK, everted their eyes at the black bodies swinging from ropes hųng on trees...
Fought in World Wąrs as soldiers only to return to America as boys, marched in Birmingham, hosed in Selma, jailed in Wilmington, assassinated in Memphis, segregated in the South, ghettoed in the North, ignored in history books, stereotyped in Hollywood...
and in spite of it all, someone in your family line endured every era to make sure you would get here, but you receive one rejection, face one obstacle, lose one friend, get overlooked, and you want to quit?
How dare you entertain the very thought of quitting. People, you will never know, survived from generation to generation so you could succeed. Don’t you dare let them down!
It is NOT in our DNA to quit!
When Ballerina Aesha Ash danced through the streets of Rochester in her tutu, gracefully challenging stereotypes about women of color in ballet and inspiring young kids to dream bigger.
She was called Phillis because that was the name of the ship that brought her, and Wheatley, which was the name of the merchant who bought her. She was born in Senegal 🇸🇳
In Boston, the slave traders put her up for sale: “She's 7 years old! She will be a good mare!”
She was felt, naked, by many hands.
At thirteen, she was already writing poems in a language that was not her own. No one believed that she was the author. At the age of twenty, Phillis was questioned by a court of eighteen enlightened men in robes and wigs.
She had to recite passages from Virgil and Milton and some verses from the Bible, and she also had to vow that the poems she had composed were not copied. From a chair, she underwent her lengthy examination until the court approved her: she was a woman, she was Black, she was enslaved, but she was a poet.
Phillis Wheatley was the first African-American writer to publish a book in the United States.
I love the way his father pays attention to every detail while he helps him get ready for prom. The send off is so special!
Not a special needs mom over here ugly crying. 😭