As a college student, I think a lot about the future. I see the world I live in today and wonder how it shapes tomorrow. I evaluate my relationship with friends, family, and colleagues. I think about where I’ll be in five or ten years. I know I want the “American Dream”. I want to make a family of my own with a husband, kids, a nice house and a dog (or three). I want freedom with opportunity of success and prosperity. Some of these things are material and worldly but I’m fine with that. What I do worry about is where it will all take place.
New Orleans is has been my home since I was born. It’s a great city and I love it. I love it when people come to New Orleans and gush about “the food and the culture and oh! The rich history!” I can appreciate it but I know that’s not the only side of New Orleans.
I know it’s a dangerous place; one of the most dangerous places in the country. It probably beats out some major cities internationally. I’ve watched the news as a child and seen New Orleans repeatedly take the title of “murder capitol.” It’s shameful and startling.
I also know its schools aren’t the best. People are always talking about how corrupt the public school system is and how the children can’t get a valuable education because all people want to do is stuff their pockets. I’ve seen teachers be torn between leaving the students they love and having a better job. Finally, I’ve been places where people assume I’m stupid once I tell them what city I’m from.
I also worry about finding a job. The economy isn’t good right now. I’ve watched family members struggle to find work. It’s also discouraging when I see friends and family leave the city once they’ve decided that New Orleans has “no opportunity”.
I’m worried. With my plans, I think: Do I want to go through this here? Am I putting my life in danger for the city I love? Is this how I want to raise my children? Will it get better?
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