The train pulled up to the station, its door opened spilling out rush hour commuters. I knew the train was overcrowded, yet I attempted to squeeze in while yelling for others to make space.
I pushed while being pushed upon. Others managed to slide in while I was pushed out of the train.
The train door closed in my face again and I was left on the side with other commuters that couldn't fit. This was the third train I tried to board in the past ten minutes that again had reached its limit.
As I contemplated my train dilemma, I remembered what the financial aide counselor at Adelphi University said about my financial aide funds reaching its limit and that there was no more money left to meet my financial needs.
This is what attending college feels like when you come from a low income household. Having the door closed in your face over and over again, and being left behind because you are not agile or swift to understand the system.
The New York Times reported last summer about the budgets cuts being made on state and federal grants and how it would affect students coming from a low-income family.
College education is becoming more unequal, and as a junior, I feel apprehensive for students coming from low-income households thinking they too can have the college dream.
College is a great experience that everyone should have, yet if it's unequal, what is the sense in even boarding the train?
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