Change

Back in the 1950’s when you pulled into a gas station an attendant would run out and fill your tank while he washed the windows and checked the oil but if you went into a bank the teller never looked at you and the rest of the people at the desk, all men, glanced at you with an inquisitive look saying what are you doing here. Fast forward 20 years and now you drive into the gas station and there is no one around and you fill your own tank but the banks were offering gifts like electric blankets and toasters enticing you to come in when you got there the people, mostly women, greeting you with friendly smiles. Something similar to that but on a more personal basis has happened with students these past 20 years. Former Secretary of State Condi Rice, a black lady from the south, was told by her parents that she just couldn’t be good she had to be great. She followed their advice and it was said about her that she was always the youngest and smartest person in the room. Today things have reversed. My grandson knows that he can’t be just good he has to be great because he is not a minority, not a woman and not disabled. He is the infamous white male. If he wants a chance at scholarships he had better be at the top of his game and he is. Get ready, the world is changing and for the better I might add.