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The Little Things that Make Big a Difference at HBCUs
I walked into my HBCU’s dining hall yesterday (for the first time in 4 days) starving, but without a real appetite. I was just so sick and tired of dealing with the same crap, that I had already convinced myself that I would not like whatever was on the menu that day; but I went inside anyway. I held a short conversation with sweet Ms. Lillie and Ms. Dixon (aliases), but I had to eventually start walking away so that the conversation would end. As they knew, I was sick and tired and had no intentions on having a family reunion at that moment.