No I wasn’t at the 1992 Los Angeles riots. I was 9-years-old on a playground in Hershey, Pennsylvania learning the ropes of boarding school for semi-smart, poor, yet well-behaved kids. Meanwhile, our girl, Dr. Mae C. Jemison took orbit aboard the Space Shuttle Endeavour on September 12, 1992 as the 1st African-American women in space.
Mae received a Bachelor in Chemical Engineering (and completed the requirements for a Bachelor in African and Afro-American studies) at Stanford University in 1977. Dr. Jemison also received a Doctorate in medicine from Cornell University in 1981.
After medical school she did post-graduate medical training at the Los Angeles County University of Southern California Medical Center. As an area Peace Corps medical officer for Sierra Leone and Liberia in West Africa (I love her even more for this), she managed the health care delivery system for U.S. Peace Corps and U.S. Embassy personnel.
Her background includes work in the areas of nuclear magnetic resonance spectroscopy, and reproductive biology. She also developed and participated in research projects on the Hepatitis B vaccine and rabies.
It’s hard for me to wrap my head around how magnificent this babe is. I guess the point of my rant is to express just how inspiring she is. Here I am pussyfooting about going to grad school for computer science because my face is too pretty and my pockets are too empty. But maybe it’s time for all of us to take a little leap of faith. And even if that means that I won’t be the first person in space with a mid-level IQ—at least I won’t be the last person to dust myself off and try again.
I mean, Rodney King did, RIP.