“Awarded next is the Frederick Douglass & Susan B. Anthony Award in Humanities and Social Science. This will be presented to Saniah Tuck in recognition of her outstanding commitment to social justice and dedication to continuing their unfinished life’s work.”
“That’s it?” I thought to myself as I walked across the stage at my senior awards ceremony to receive the certificate and plaque. I remember lying in bed that night, restless and disappointed. Four years of hard work—honor societies, sports, and academics—and this was all I had to show for it? My family barely acknowledged the award. Someone even said I only got it because I was one of the few Black students in my graduating class.
The truth? I wanted to be rewarded for being the best—for standing out. Social justice didn’t seem like something to be proud of. I never even saw myself as someone fighting for justice. I wanted to be a great dentist and make money. What I didn’t realize was that what I saw as a diversity gesture was actually a glimpse into my future.
When I entered college, that mindset stuck: get good grades, become a dentist, make money. I didn’t grow up with much, and by the end of my first year, my school account was in collections. I had to make a GoFundMe just to stay enrolled.
Then everything changed. Jesus entered my life through an on-campus ministry during that same year. As my relationship with Him grew, so did my perspective. I started caring less about personal success and more about the suffering I saw around me. I changed my major from biology to public health, focusing on health equity and community-centered programs.
Through my classes at the University of Pittsburgh, I began to recognize the deep disparities in my own city—especially among people dealing with homelessness and addiction in downtown Pittsburgh.
I picked up a part-time job as a pharmacy technician at CVS, expecting just a paycheck. Instead, it opened my eyes. I saw patients unable to afford their medications, struggling to choose between prescriptions. Some had no address to give. Others came in with infected wounds or missing teeth from addiction. Off the clock, I saw people sleeping outside, living in pain—physically, mentally, and spiritually.
Even when I was yelled at or disrespected on the job, I couldn’t be mad. My heart broke for them. And that’s when my purpose became clear: to bring hope to the hopeless.
I’m in college today so I can tackle these issues from both a community and policy level. My goal is to open nonprofit health clinics for underserved populations—offering care, medication, recovery programs, and spiritual support. As a Christian, I believe real healing goes beyond the physical. Just like prison ministries bring Jesus to those behind bars, I want to bring Him to those trapped in addiction, poverty, and brokenness.
Now, I understand what that high school award meant. Susan B. Anthony fought for women’s rights. Frederick Douglass fought for racial equity. And now, I fight for health justice in my community. It just took time to see it.
Today, I live in my own apartment in Edgewood, PA . Receiving this scholarship would help me keep up with rent, stay focused on my studies, and continue giving back to my community—not just through my career goals, but through how I live out my faith and calling.