I love college students. I love their energy and zest for life. I love watching them learn, mature, fall in and out of love, and seek solutions to problems. I love watching them stretch and begin to discover themselves. And I especially love helping them to see their role as leaders and change agents in an imperfect world. However, a new generation of students have arrived on campus who do not see themselves as change agents, but as entitled recipients of a safe space where they are shielded from bigotry. I discovered that this new generation of students was never prepared to survive and thrive in the unexpected age of Trump. Perhaps their parents let their guard down since we had a black president and gay marriage. They never expected that their children would need the resiliency they were armed with to deal with the pushback we are experiencing from white nationalist. We now have to enable and empower students to become activists on their own behalf. And I discovered that this notion is new to them.
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