I hated Sunday mornings. Most children look forward to waking up Sunday mornings, eating breakfast and the going outside to play with friends after a long week of school. No, not me and my brothers. As other children would ride their bikes, bounce their basketballs and roll on their skateboards, I was like a prisoner sentenced…
Memories are powerful. They help shape us into who we are. They remind us of our past and bring to mind both positive and negative thoughts. They also have the ability to create the desire to make more memories. I have been asked many times by others, what is my best memory of Oakwood? It…
This schoolyear’s celebration of 120 years has inspired me to sit and reflect on the changes, improvements, the highs and the lows, and the promises of what is now Oakwood University. I have walked across the campus and imagined being one of the first 16 students to enroll at the Oakwood Industrial School on November…