More Than A Right

I have never been a morning person. I’m still not. When I was a college student at Middle Tennessee State University, there were many mornings I did not want to leave my room. Whether I was exhausted from partying or studying or working, some mornings required an extra boost. One such morning during my sophomore year, I drowsily showered, dressed, and prepared for my classes dreading the tasks ahead. At the time, I lived in Gracy Hall, an “exterior” dorm.  In other words, the dorm was like a motel. The door to the room opened to a  balcony outside. When I locked my third floor dorm room on this particular morning, I looked down at the other students moving about their daily routines. The image of heads and backpacks was very arresting. I realized two things: 1) the third floor was pretty high off the ground, and 2) there weren't many African Americans here. Certainly, I knew that I was a minority at MTSU, but as I watched the students from that vantage point it became crystal clear. It was a privilege to be there.

As the product of a single mother, and a working class family, the societal cards were and are stacked against me. Moreover, I am descended from slaves, sharecroppers, and maids.  My ancestors would have loved the opportunities I have been afforded. I have an obligation to take advantage of every single chance I have. Earning an education was an opportunity my ancestors sacrificed, toiled and prayed for. As I stood on the balcony of Gracy Hall eight years ago, I realized that I was living their American Dream.

Like education, voting often seems like more a nuisance than privilege. There’s the paperwork and the waiting, not to mention the added pressure to make the right choice. I am not writing to make plea for any particular party, policy, or politician. This is about doing what others could only hope for. This is about understanding the scripture “To whom much is given, much is required.” If your ancestors were poor, female, non-white, or all of the above, YOU MUST VOTE!! It is more than a right. It is a privilege that we have done little to earn. We owe it to our foreparents.

P.S. There is only one America. Let’s move in it the right direction. Forward.