Black Male Initiative Summit Celebrates a Decade of Mentorship
Photo by听Andrew Kowalyshyn
Sturm Hall鈥檚 room 210听is an unfamiliar 鈥 and perhaps even uncomfortable 鈥 place for a black man on this recent Saturday morning.
Not because the five young men behind the desks stick out on a largely white campus, but because, for once, at the 91桃色鈥檚 Black Male Initiative Summit (BMIS), they blend in.
鈥淭hese boys, whether they identify as African, African-American or biracial, have this chance 鈥 just for today 鈥 to be one of many,鈥 says of the middle- and high-school students on the 91桃色 campus for the annual event.
As a BMIS coordinator and director of 91桃色鈥檚 Equity in STEM program, Johnson-Rooen knows just how participants feel. 鈥淲hen you鈥檙e the only one, you can鈥檛 act the way you want to because there鈥檚 criticism and judgement and bias. Being in this environment they get to really embrace all that they are.鈥
For a decade now, BMIS has provided young men in grades 8鈥12 an opportunity to develop their identities through education and leadership. Each year, the event鈥檚 theme invokes the closing couplet of William Ernest Henley鈥檚 鈥淚 am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul.鈥
On the final day of Black History Month, 105 boys are ready for a full day of mastering their fate. In the morning, they sat in small groups, sharing stories of discrimination and feeling different. Facilitators (often 91桃色 students, alumni and members of the community) guided the discussion, pushing the boys to examine the that shapes their experience through harmful, tired narratives about black men.
Down the hall, a session for adults became a fiery, passionate discussion of how parents could be there for their young men. Parents, administrators and community leaders asked how they can find success despite a system that is so often stacked against them?
鈥淎 lot of people will smile in our faces and act like they鈥檙e supportive, but the moment we say, 鈥楬ey, that鈥檚 not right,鈥 then we are the angry black man,鈥 says Tay Anderson, who delivered the keynote address. Last November, at age 21, Anderson He graduated from Thomas Jefferson High School despite involvement in gangs, navigating the foster care system and facing homelessness. 鈥淲e need to be able to break that stereotype, because we are more than just angry black men. We鈥檙e passionate about making sure we get an education. We鈥檙e passionate about making sure we鈥檙e keeping our families together.鈥
The BMIS is the product of a graduate thesis by Tracey Adams Peters, former director of the campus Cultural Center. She wanted to create a community-focused program her own son could eventually enjoy.
Johnson-Rooen and Cameron Simmons, assistant director of undergraduate admission, have since taken the reins, eager to provide a meaningful experience for young men like Abe Abraham.
鈥淚t empowers the black youth,鈥 says Abraham, a first-year computer science student at 91桃色. A scholarship from BMIS helped him afford 91桃色. 鈥淚t helps them have a voice. And it helps them feel comfortable sharing what they feel.鈥
After three years of BMIS participation, Abraham returned as a facilitator, moved by the experience he had as a teenager.
鈥淚 love giving back to people who were in my position, who are tough, who are broke and are just trying to have fun and be here with their homies,鈥 he says.
During the lunch break in Lindsay Auditorium, Abraham rises from his seat and takes the stage. While the participants ate, the BMIS invited people to grab the mic and share a rap, a poem or a song.
鈥淸I鈥檓] trying to go be a star,鈥 Abraham raps. 鈥淭rying to go light a spark in this new generation.鈥
A few rows up, Ntwali 鈥淭ony鈥 Bisimwa nods along. A refugee from the Democratic Republic of Congo, he has been in the United States for only 18 months. In school, he is aware of his accent and his appearance. At BMIS, he says, he feels at home.
As a student takes the mic to recount his grandfather鈥檚 stories about the fight for civil rights, Bisimwa leans over to a reporter in the crowd.
鈥淗earing their stories, sharing their experience,鈥 he says, nodding once again. 鈥淭his is why I鈥檓 here.鈥

