student honor society

First day. Freshman year. Alone. Nervous. It was like being a baby bird, and then your mother comes home to nest one day and tells you, “Go ahead. Fly.” I stood on the campus of Howard University in a daze. Upperclassmen brushed past me, hurriedly running to class. Everyone seemed so…busy. It was hard to focus even. But slowly and surely I got that hang of it, and things became fluid. I loved my classes.

I was at Florida State University recently and was walking through the student union after wrapping up a lunch meeting.  I was a bit surprised, and honestly proud, to notice a student who was standing alone and reading his invitation to join the National Society of Collegiate Scholars (NSCS).  At first I thought I should keep walking but after a few steps further I knew I couldn’t pass up the chance to congratulate him.