FGLI COVID-19 Stories
COVID-19 has greatly impacted many people around the world, especially first-generation and/or low-income (FGLI) students. With this special edition COVID-19 blog initiative, Rise First hopes to achieve three key objectives:
- raise awareness of the challenges FGLI students are experiencing during this unprecedented crisis,
- provide a platform for FGLI students to share their stories,
- offer support to the best of our ability (through financial assistance and a curated COVID-19 resources list)
Rise First is honored to be able to provide a platform for student authors to opt-in to sharing their heartfelt and inspiring experiences with others so that no one will feel alone during these trying times. The inspiring stories published here are unedited to fully reflect each author’s voice. They are weaved together by common threads of determination, hope, and a sense of community - we truly are all in this together.
The students named in the blog entries below have opted-in to display their bios and have provided headshots for publishing.
Posts from students at Wellesley College
The email telling everyone to go home if they could cpme around noon on a Thursday. I could see many fellow classmates and friends start crying; the whole atmosphere of the campus changed. The world felt apocalyptic and I was scared of how I was to finish the semester. COVID-19 had been spreading rapidly and when I got home I realized that the mood was also very different there. It was no longer the safest for my mom to go to work but she was contemplating going because we wouldn’t be able to pay our bills otherwise. My dad has also been stumbling to keep a steady income. My sister and I are back at home but we are still having to pay some tuition. We are struggling to pay our apartment bills. We have all been worried for the past few weeks because of all the uncertainties that have been thrown our way with the virus but we’re hoping for a brighter road ahead and doing what we can to remain positive and resourceful.
Anyone who knows me knows I’ve been having a tough time with the sudden end to my first year. I’ve either been crying, dissociating, or so stressed and anxious I mumble incoherent gibberish and laugh about it.
While schools around us began to close one by one, telling the students they needed to leave, Wellesley remained silent until the last moment. All we received while schools like MIT, Harvard, Babson & Olin closed was occasional emails like “is it really COVID or just the flu?” “wash your hands and you’ll be fine!” “we’re isolated, we’re suburban, take some paper towels and stop whining, we’re not going to kick you out!”