Some people are oppressed as children, others are from the wrong zip code, and then there is me.
I was a college student in a medium-size college in a borough of New York City. I met my first professor, and at the end of class one day, my cousin Vic asked him if he was a doctor. Professor D. said, “Yes!” He was a doctor of business administration, which was something that I did not know existed at the time. Right at that very moment, I wanted to become a doctor. Until then, I had not known that a person could be anything but a medical doctor. Naïve, I know, but what can you expect from an inner-city kid growing up with schoolyards and some small form of ponds, which were destined to be destroyed by the ongoing encroachment of condominium ...
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