In-person conversations and hands-on experiences are what ultimately shifted my worldview. During my undergraduate degree as an anthropology major and first-generation student, I remember holding an ancient hominin skull in my hands while inspecting scientific literature that rebuked my childhood teaching that evolution wasn’t real. In classrooms, I could debate and discuss lessons with students. In lecture halls, I had access to the words of professors and scientists with decades of experience and anecdotes. I began to see that there are many ways of existing in the world