Visual Studies 280 / Fall 2017 / Student Blog

In thinking about this week's word, " Long ," I am reminded of an excerpt from Maya Angelou's " Caged Bird " that I would like to share. The caged bird sings    with a fearful trill    of things unknown    but longed for still    and his tune is heard    on the distant hill    for the caged bird    sings of freedom. 

I come from privilege An understanding that I have always been allowed to dream and empowered to follow those dreams An immigrant story that has created opportunities I never imagined And which continues to produce new ways for me to improve Where having the right to free speech means little if you don’t exercise that right But also having an understanding that what you say means something and your words have influence. I come from a culture of resilience Just a part of where I have been and how I have come to be.