For the past eleven weeks, I have been living in New Haven for work, driving almost every day through the heart of Yale University on my way to the hospital.
This week, traffic near the campus has been heavier than usual. And that means students are back to school. So, I often find myself sitting at a red light, watching streams of young students crossing the streets, teenagers who may not fully grasp how fortunate they are to be walking the grounds of one of the most prestigious universities in the world.
Since time immemorial, higher education has been an institution reserved for the privileged and elites. Every now and then, doors open to admit students from underprivileged backgrounds, often through scholarships, but only for those who demonstrate remarkable promise. Yale, second only to Harvard in wealth and prestige, is more than just a university; it is a sacred ground of history, power, and academic pursuit. Driving through its campus, you can feel that weight.
The students here come from every corner of the globe, united by the pursuit of higher learning. Yet, it remains true that Yale is not for everyone. The cost of a single year runs into hundreds of thousands of dollars, placing it far beyond the reach of most families. But those who do walk its halls are being groomed for influence, future presidents, vice presidents, CEOs, CIA directors, Supreme Court justices, secretaries of state etc. That has always been the power of this place, and it will continue to be.
To be a teenager studying at Yale is no small privilege. It is a rare chance to stand among the next generation of leaders and decision-makers. My hope is that every young person there will quickly realize the gift before them, and takes full advantage of it.
That’s just my observation and two cents to share.
God bless,
Pal Ronnie
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