When I tell people in my Harding University circles that I am from Pangburn, a small town 20 minutes north of campus on the White County border, I usually get two reactions. The first reaction is a look of bewilderment followed by \u201cwhere\u2019s that?\u201d While some of my Harding connections claim to be from a small town, most don\u2019t understand that a town of 601 could even exist.<\/p>\n
The other reaction I get, which happens more often than I expect, is, \u201cOh, I didn\u2019t realize anyone lived there.\u201d For most Harding students, Pangburn is just the four-way stop on the road between Searcy and Heber Springs. Once they find out where Pangburn is, they like to ask about Suzie\u2019s Ice Cream Shoppe or whether or not I rode a cow to school.<\/p>\n
While I\u2019ve been privy to a wide array of reactions from my Harding friends and family at the discovery of my hometown, I\u2019ve also been privy to just as wide an array of reactions from my White County family when I tell them that I attend Harding University.<\/p>\n
When I tell my White County friends that I attend Harding, it\u2019s not uncommon for them to roll their eyes or make a comment under their breath. Usually, it\u2019s something about rules and regulations or whether or not I knew that Harding spends my tuition money buying up liquor licenses in White County (which is just absolutely false, by the way). They don\u2019t use my tuition money or my classmates\u2019 because, well, that\u2019s just not how the system for issuing liquor licenses works.<\/p>\n
For as long as I can remember, these ignorant assumptions have been made by both parties. Locals have perceived Harding to have a chokehold on the local government and town development, imagining students, faculty and staff waiving around their pocketbooks filled with privilege. Harding students, faculty and staff are just as guilty, staying within the \u201cHarding Bubble\u201d and privileging its comfort, all the while confused about why anyone would choose to live in what they perceive to be The Middle Of Nowhere, Arkansas.<\/p>\n
I\u2019ll never forget the night Harding Academy and Pangburn Elementary parents got into a fight at a peewee basketball game because the Harding Academy parents thought the admission fee was too high, and the Pangburn Elementary parents thought the Harding Academy parents shouldn\u2019t complain since they were \u201cso rich.\u201d<\/p>\n
These ignorant assumptions have been around for as long as I have lived here, and if the Small Business Revolution has taught us anything, it\u2019s that Harding and White County need one another to see substantive growth within our communities.<\/p>\n
Locals need to drop their ill-placed perceptions about the attitudes of those in the Harding community; in my four years here, the students, faculty and staff have been some of the most selfless, life-giving people I have ever encountered. It\u2019s a bit hypocritical, don\u2019t you think, for locals to judge the Harding community when, in reality, they\u2019re casting judgment in return.<\/p>\n
The Harding community needs to move together past the Harding bubble and into the community, embracing the locals who work in our businesses, attend our churches and stand next to us in line at the grocery store. Harding students need to be more aware of the strong presence we have in Searcy and understand that this is where people live and raise families; it\u2019s not just our playground.<\/p>\n
For far too long, White County citizens and the Harding community have used the tassels in our town and gown relationship to choke out the tremendous progress that can be made when we choose to lay down our assumptions of one another and embrace the love we both share for this place we call home.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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