HBCU LegaSeed Scholarship

"What's your story Caleb?" "What made you choose Morehouse College?" The question that's always answered first with a relief sigh. I tend to start off with God. God is the reason why and how I chose Morehouse College. This is his doing. I'm the oldest out of my fathers 4 kids, the oldest out my moms 2. My mom told me that what you think could be a disadvantage will soon be used as an advantage... which is true. They broke apart when my little sister was born, Tiana. I was 8 during this time, not knowing why my mom was so mad that I had a little sister. Callow and naive I was not knowing that my Dad was hurting my you . " I wanna be like you Dad". Na, times changed old man but I still love you though. You didn't show me what was right, but you showed me what was wrong. Time went on, isolated from my other family members, kept in my mothers care. This is when character starts to create itself. And it all begins on 281 Malcolm X Blvd, in Bedstuy, Brooklyn, New york. 2012, my little sister Chloe was born. My mother had no problem with her in my arms therefore maybe because we all shared the same blood. I felt more of an older brother because I actually shared the same roof with her. My mom who I thought was weak, all because the man of the house wasn't around anymore. I was easily influenced, looking up to the older male figures not knowing what was right or wrong. I thought they would help me be strong to protect my family. Well of course not. Why would my mom feel safe with a flag around my neck? I just wanted to help you mom. I wish I was strong enough to protect you from that fist that Dad threw at you. But I was strong... strong enough to hold back my tears and prevent Chloe from seeing you too fight. We were already going through enough. From walls tearing down, no water, no heat. Only a air mattress to sleep on Times where I thought things weren't able to get better, but yet it did. All my mom ever wanted was for me to live a life she wish she could. A foster child, not able to live her dreams because she had to take care of her mothers burden. But through God, we moved out to a better place. A 3 apartment bedroom, beds big enough for your cousins who need to get back on their feet to lay on. Through God I got into that private high-school. Through God I got accepted to Morehouse College, I got a chance to break this curse. The first one through generations who was going to college. When she told me. " Son... Im sorry but you might not be able to go... I don't think we can afford it." I broke down. But so many times I've been broken down and we've found a way to get back up. Out of the blue, Morehouse decided to pay for my first semester. Out of the blue Kyrie Irving sent my mother 24,000 dollars to go back again for my sophomore year. This was all through God. I wasn't supposed to be here, but I AM supposed to be here. So I'm willing to keep on fighting and working because I'm here for a reason and I will build a new legacy. My disadvantage was never a really one to begin with.