At this time last year, I was resting comfortably in my apartment located in Chickasaw Gardens getting ready to to begin my junior year of college at Crichton College and zeroing in on being a college graduate and taking on the real world.
Around this time last year, I was preparing for the release of my debut book and also in the process, enjoying my job as a student assistant basketball coach and orientation leader for the incoming freshman at Crichton College.
The 2009-2010 school year was supposed to be the year when everything came into place, when yours truly and his friends made their mark on the school, many of whom were in the same graduating class with me.
That was the plan.
Today is the first day of classes at the brand-new Crichton College, a school that has gone through so much in the last eight months due to the lack of donations, which almost forced the school to shut down in January completely.
As a former student of the school, the fresh start was something that was needed.
When I came there in 2007, I expected Crichton to be an alternative to the mess that took place at Southwest Tennessee, where I came within four classes of receiving my associate’s degree.
While in a sense it was, what I later on realized was that although it was an alternative to the University of Memphis and a lot more expensive, it still was a typical college.
And in the end, the stigima of it being a typical college, instead of what it was supposed to be, a Christian instituition aimed at training leaders to spread the message of God, it turned into something that I don’t think the founding fathers of the school envisioned.
While I will admit that some of my behavior wasn’t godly and a couple of times I was called on the carpet about some of my behavior, as I look back at the whole scope of the situation, anytime you take away something that is supposed to be Christian and then have it run quite poorly, something’s gotta give.
It took the near-shutting down of the school for it to finally become the school that I hope and pray it becomes, a school in which the city of Memphis can be proud of as well.
I think, from what I’ve gathered from talking to some of my friends, the school realized what it did the first time around and hopefully they learned from their mistakes.
Let’s hope so.