Yesterday, on MLK Jr. Day, I stumbled on a beautiful piece of black history. I went to the beach for a study break and instead of walking right past the plaque at the entrance of the park I decided to stop and read it. Turns out that the piece of land that I was standing on was part of the Underground Railroad Network. It served as a secret meeting place and port for runaway slaves waiting to stow away on a ship to the British Bahamas and freedom. The lighthouse that was later built in this spot brought an end to the escape because of its light, but I like to think of the light as a symbol of hope. Because of the hope (and hard work and determination and bravery) that my ancestors had before me, I’m able to be the first person in my family to attend medical school. I’m forever grateful to those who paved the way for me and I hope that I’m able to contribute to some necessary change in the future!
“Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that.” Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. •