Growing up, I watched shows with heroes that I looked up to—heroes like T’challa, Spider-man, and Goku. While I liked Peter Parker’s web-slinging and Goku’s power-ups during his fights, T’challa resonated with me the most. I was an African child interested in technology, and T’challa was the only mainstream African character who used his natural ability and technology for the greater good. But, much like the superheroes I aspired to be, I had to overcome some obstacles first.
Neither of my parents went to college nor had the ability to finance any STEM programs for me. So, I did the next best thing and joined my elementary school’s robotics team. The team rejected me in 3rd grade, which devastated me. It was something I had been eager to try. I ended up being accepted in 4th and 5th grade, which were my elementary school highlights. During my time on the team, I would build my first robot, which was exciting since I had never coded or designed a robot before. When I was done with a building, I found it mesmerizing to see my robot turning right and left, and grabbing a small blue ball just as I programmed it to do.
Even though I participated in robotics, it would soon not be enough. I joined robotics in 4th grade, and have participated every year since, yet I have never participated in any competitions for Robotics. I joined some STEM activities in school, but that did not sustain me. During middle school, I started to receive offers to go to highly selective STEM programs over the summer. I was so excited, but my parents could not afford to pay for the programs as my parents had to take care of our extended family in Ghana. Sometimes my parents had to leave my siblings and me with relatives to attend to family matters in Ghana. During these times in the summer, I would feel empty as I would aimlessly go through my summer with nothing to do. With nothing to feed my hunger to do something more with STEM, I began to feel like I was in an intellectual prison. As robotics went stale, my summers went stale, and there was not anything I could do because I had no money, no local resources or programs, and no connections.
Growing up in a marginalized area of South Fulton has been hard on my intellectual development, especially due to the lack of resources available in my community to continue my passions outside of school. I felt frustrated about everything in my life and wanted to change everything, but I understood that most things were out of my control. However, I decided to change how I felt by taking more action when I started high school. I decided to start a robotics team after hearing there was not one available. I found the old sponsor, Mr. Hill, and I communicated that we needed to restructure STEM at Creekside. I stayed after school until 6:00 pm sending proposals, going to meetings, creating and researching STEM activities, and contacting potential professionals to help us with STEM. I had so many people criticize my effort, thinking I was wasting my time saying, “Why are you staying after school so late?” I started to ask myself, “why am I staying after school so late?”
Things were tough. I had a lot of people ghost me. In the beginning, I thought it would be easy because of all the stories you hear about different professionals giving back to their communities or always being eager to help young people with their dreams. I was so close to giving up. I was thinking, “I’m just a kid and nobody would actually take me seriously.” Things changed for me when I visited Georgia Tech and met my future mentor, Dr. Dennis Yancey.
Dr. Yancey came up to me and my group of friends and just talked to us about what we wanted to do, and he offered to help us with reaching our dreams. So far in my life, I have never met another person who looked like me achieving the things he has done--like graduating from Ivy League STEM schools and starting his own technology company that has a global presence. After meeting Dr.Yancey, my progress with building up Robotics at my high school improved. I was also able to go to different STEM programs and events that taught me new things and challenged me.
I soon began to realize why I have been struggling with STEM for so long. I never had anyone to properly guide me. While I admired T’challa when I was little, I look up to Dr. Yancey now.
I want to do more than just being a captain in my school. I want to lead in my community. I want to be a role model and inspiration to whoever is watching me. I fought to bring many improvements and activities to Creekside through STEM, hoping to help the next kid who may want to pursue STEM just like me. As I reflected on my childhood, I realized that most of my inspiration came from watching cartoons that dealt with robots, engineering, and heroes. I am not aspiring to build the Iron Man suit like Tony Stark. I want to use technology to bring hope to the African-diaspora, just as T’challa did. I will strive to become a real-life Black Panther, just like Dr. Yancey.